Here's to something new ~Spinoff~

Taking a second to recollect, it's sort of unbelievable that Vy finds herself in a dress. There's a reason why her own wardrobe doesn't contain any. Yet here she is trying to impress a gentleman she somehow calls her own. He must be as special as he appears. And that's only reassured when he enters in the house with an outfit that matches his personality; very nicely put together, but still not over the top like he's from the Capitol. Surprisingly she's glad that she dressed for the occasion, until Matthew has her questioning herself again.

Plenty of times, more then she'd rather admit, Vy's slept with her career friends in the past. Was just the young, immature thing to do after a night of sparring and drinking. They found themselves lucky to be with one of the only tough girls that could handle a party with the guys, especially since all of the rest passed out alone in the gym. Thing is, it always ended early that morning though. They always had a pretty girl to go home and protect, and Vy never needed nor wanted that for herself. But to see Jeran stick up for her and even swipe at Matthew's head for his comment, when she finds herself awkward and exposed...it couldn't feel more right.

Maybe this getup is far from Vy, but Jeran doesn't seem to think so. His tone makes it sound like it's obviously clear that it's her, as if he's seen her like this plenty of time before...Though afterwards, when it doesn't come to remarking to Matthew, he's acting as shocked and pleased as ever. Still the older Blonde finds herself speechless, with only a cheek-hurting grin and red cheeks acting as her reaction.

Thankfully Kyanite cuts in with a question for her brother, one that was both on hers and Vy's mind. Does he like it? Or is it too much and unlike Vy? "You bet." Is all she needs to resist the urge to change. 'Course the reassurance and calling her beautiful helps to, but it also has her cheeks burning even more. Haven't they known each other for a good year now? Yet she's acting like he's a cute boy that she has a huge crush on, guess that is sort of true though.

Her heart slams against her chest when that breathtaking stature strolls over to her with the desire to get the show on the road. "I love you to Brookie. Be good for Ky and Matthew, okay?" She gives her little one a kiss on her forehead before passing her along to Matthew. Don't wanna keep Mr. Handsome waiting, not when she can't keep her eyes off of him.

Not wanting to waste another second her arm as taken to lead them out. "No curfew?" She questions with a soft chuckle, tightening against him to warm herself from the brief cold walk. Soon enough his car is heating them up, and they're finally alone.

A grin spreads further across her face when Jeran once again calls her beautiful, and his hand reaches for hers. Instantly she's weaving her fingers through his. "As long as you think so." She replies with that smirk remaining unmovable. "You're looking pretty stunning yourself." She comments and slightly bites down on her bottom lip. How did she become so lucky? As nervous as she feels, she maneuvers herself under one of his arms to be closer. "Enjoy this dress while you have it. One time deal." She warns while curling up to him.

"So where are we going on this extravagant first date?" Vy joke, though she is quite curious. She's never been one for surprises, but it seems like these two pull a lot of unexpected qualities out of each other.

There's no telling what Jeran sees in Vy wearing a dress. He's obviously enjoying the sight, still there's no understanding why from her position. But to be sweet and humorous simultaneously, he protests against the agreement of it being a one time deal. Apparently this is a very pleasing sight for him, and that indeed is part of their contract. "Oh really?" She questions, while her tone innocently plays off with a soft laugh. "Cause I only remember the part of pleasing you in other ways." Have to throw a tease in there as she wonders what this new her actually maintains. As long as he approves, and she's not being fake for him, she can't really complain.

A closer hold from him erases her need to argue any further. Plenty of time to debate dating attire in the future. For tonight he has this outfit, and they can both enjoy it for now. Such as his current grip, holding more warmth and connection then usual. This dress fabric's just a whole lot thinner, more revealing then her normal clothing. With him being the only one around though, she doesn't mind so much anymore. Can only hope he's not taking them somewhere public.

"My mind is very open." Vy reassures after Jeran expresses that this date might not be as extravagant as she thinks. Judging by the way he's dressed, she's underestimating it if anything. "We can just make-out in your truck and I wouldn't be disappointed." Her arm reaches out across his abs to embrace him like he is with her. At this point, she couldn't careless to what they did, as long as she gets to keep her perfect company. The new side of her snuggles her head against his chest, while the old keeps focus on the road to try and figure out where they're headed.

It's hard to pinpoint where they're going, and the fact that Vy has no experience with dating doesn't help either. Where would a couple go to stay in secret? It's not until they're pulling into the parking lot that it finally hits her; he's taking her to the place they first met. "It's perfect." She comments in a hushed voice. Honestly, it couldn't be any better.

"You know me so well." She grins and places a quick kiss on his luscious lips before he rushes out of the car. For a second she sinks into the sweet taste left on her own lips, then slides over to exit out the passenger side.

Her fingers hardly reach the handle prior to Jeran opening it instead. 'Course he's going to be nothing less then a gentlemen tonight. Her hand clasps in his again, and she's nothing but excited as she follows him. "Is this why you got Kyanite to get me in a dress? Think you'll finally have a better chance in the ring with me because of it?" She sarcastically taunts and wraps her arms around his torso to hide away from the bitter breeze. "I can still kick your ass."

What is this? Vy's hiding herself under Jeran's arm to keep herself protected from the unwelcoming weather around them. The cold air bites at her bare legs like nothing else, yet she finds no complaint within her. Ice cubes can surround each inch of her naked skin if it means being close to him. Does that mean his comforting warmth is going to prevent her from cracking a joke? Of course not, he did fall in love with her after all. But for tonight he wants to enjoy her, and not the fighting tough girl the rest of the District gets to see. For once she actually considers it, only for him.

It slightly stings to hear what he has to say next. Does he really believe that she doesn't know him? That he could possibly be mistaken as Matthew? Her face cringes for a moment; though she hides it with a gaze down, as she continues to cling to his side anyways.

A bit past the doors she stops him, being recollected from the heat of being inside. "I'm pretty sure it'd be impossible to mixup you and Matthew." Vy reassures with a stare into Jeran's eyes. "The only time we sparred is the first time we kissed, and almost..." She stops herself with a cheeky grin. "We were at the academy, and I was trying to makeup for fighting with Kyanite. For some reason you slipped a condom into my pocket, mister non-virgin." Hands wraps around his neck to pull herself closer to him. "I still ended up on top though." She adds in, as if that classifies her as the winner to their only sort of spar.

"Now do you think I'd remember those details from times with Matthew?" Is questioned with a concerned expression.

Then he's pulling away from her, and it feels like he's taking her heart along with him. Instead of being upset though, he's telling her to pick a weapon and to take her time with it. Guessing he has some things to setup, even telling her to pick an instrument for him to delay her even more. "Okay." She agrees without question, only curiosity. Her eyes stayed glued upon his beautiful stature, before he disappears into another room. He did tell her to take her time.

Quietly she slips into the supply room, filled with any weapon possibly used in the games. He didn't want to spar, yet he's telling her to pick a practice weapon...she couldn't be more confused. Intently she stares at everything on display. She used to pick out any without hesitation, and now look at her. She simply glares at them, her mind off on what Jeran's currently doing. And just like that she decides to not grab anything.

Knowing that she's needed to not rush, her steps are taken slowly and with care. There's such a need to know what's going on, but something new tells her to patient. Once she reaches the door, she takes the knob cautiously, bewildered by what she might walk into. "I didn't pick anything." She warns as she begins to enter, slightly ashamed. "You're right. I don't want to spar with you either...just enjoy your company...."

A bottom lip is placed between Vy's teeth, as she enters the room Jeran should be in. What if she completely ruined his plans by not grabbing weapons as instructed? She can't help but feel that none of those tools are her choice when it comes to him though...and to think a year ago they were her only friends. Now she wouldn't handle any of them, if it meant keeping him close and happy. He already made it clear that he has no interest in sparring tonight, and now it's her turn to prove that she feels the same...hopefully it just doesn't backfire in her face.

"I'm sorry." Actually comes from the Blonde, after Jeran expresses how surprised he is that she didn't listen...sadly he honestly shouldn't be too shocked, this is Vy after all. But nonetheless guilt does sink into her, her eyes scanning around the table he's setup before settling on him. He even got a tablecloth. Why did she have to be a jerk and come bearing nothing? When she was only given one thing to follow. Foolish thinking that this act of defiance would be meaningful to him. There's no telling with his gentlemen ways.

Despite everything, he introduces the date as if it was all going according to plan. 'Course he underestimates all that he's done, but Vy can't think of anything better. "It's really perfect, Jeran." Vy reassures with a soft grin returning to her face. Guess she didn't completely ruin their evening.

It feels goofy to sit at a nicely prepared table across from Jeran, with full intentions that they're calling this a date. Both dressed up only for each other. A tickle continues to play on her heart like never before because of it. He wonders why she didn't bring a weapon to this occasion as told, and it's exactly due to all of this around her. "Maybe I didn't choose nothing." She mentions with a quick glance his way, and a flashy smirk to go along. Her top choice is right in front of her.

Seems as though he might of caught on to her suggestion, since he thanks her out of the blue. "I didn't do anything." She clarifies as her smile grows to stay unremovable from her features. Closely she watches Jeran serve the food, mainly observing the way his stunning attire brings out just how handsome he truly is on a regular basis. How did she become so lucky...

Lightly some pink trickles on Vy's cheek from Jeran's compliment. All she wanted to do is impress him with her appearance, and somehow she's managed that. Apparently it's very her, no matter how hard it may be to believe that. "Thanks." Comes out automatically, even if that's not a normal response from her. She begins picking at the bread to keep her fingers busy, a nice distraction incase she becomes too awkward. "This dinner...it's more then I could of ever imagined." Slowly her head shakes to recompose herself, her smile still obviously there.

"So have you ever been on a date before?" She asks curiously. She was the first he's ever slept with, but that doesn't mean a handsome guy like him hasn't been on a date with a pretty girl before. "This is a first for me." Is added in swiftly, trying to roll it off as no big deal. He was honest with his first time, the least she can do is be honest back. "Did I miss out on something by not listening? None of the weapons felt fit for tonight..."

Who the hell took over Vy's body to admit such a truth? Well guess that's obvious, Jeran. After an entire year of fooling around, he brought himself around to admitting that he was a virgin, moments before she got to change that. What better way to show her love then proving that she's grown & changed along with him. As embarrassing as never going on a date is, it can't be any worse then his confession. Perhaps the fact that he was only innocently dating, while she just slept around, is slightly though. Doesn't seem to bother him at least, all that matters.

He simply shares a snippet of his past and how strict his father was. Funny how they always relate to having crazy parents, yet they're upbringings and rules were so different from each other. It's nice to finally learn a little bit more from the one she's fallen so hard for. The entire time her eyes stay upon him as he speaks, a smirk plastered to her face. He ends with the knowledge that her lips weren't lucky enough to be his first kiss, that he does have plenty of experience in that area. Her smile only grows from him.

"I can tell." She comments, taking small bites of the bread here and there. "Though it did seem like you've had practice with other things... Did you get to 3rd base with another girl before me?" She questions in a teasing tone. The mere thought of what his touch causes makes her heart flutter.

Slyly he brings it back to it being a first for her, and how he wishes he could of done more. Does he still not understand how perfect this is? "I'd rather have a date here then at a fancy restaurant any day." She butts in before he finishes his long reasoning. Least he gets the warm memory this building holds, being the first place they met and all. Back when no drama was occurring, and everyone even thought Brooklyn was only her sister. Good times.

"It was just easier back then." Vy explains with a soft voice, though a smile at least remains on her face. Nothing's going to ruin tonight.

Suddenly Jeran's out of his seat and reaching for Vy's hand, urging that there's something he wants to do. "Okay..." She agrees without question, following wherever his grip may take her. Any possibilities roll through her head, but she comes up blank. He doesn't want to spar...butterflies emerge in her stomach from anticipation, no matter how clueless she may be to what's about to happen. Can't be anything but good with Jeran here, even if they only end up talking or whatnot.

They enter the exact room where they first met, and he dashes over to the punching bags where they spotted each other on that early morning. Apparently that's exactly what he wants to do tonight to. "Sure thing." She complies anyways as she catches up to him. Quickly her lips are brought up to his for a swift kiss, prior to her going over to support one of the bags. Could of sworn no sparring would include no training, but she's not going to complain. This date couldn't be any better.

"Did you want to reenact the first time we met? Because I think we forgot Brooklyn." She jokes as she finds her focus glued onto him again.

Dress or not, Vy holds onto the bag just as she did years ago when seriously training. One of her knees might not be as steady, but her arms hold just as much tone to make up for it. Then like that Jeran's impact halts on the hanging object in her grasp, apparently from what she said nonetheless. He starts reminiscing on the moment they had a bit ago, and she can only imagine his lightened face beyond this punching-bag. Never could of predicted this outcome when they first met, but she certainly wouldn't wish for anything else. Her life's nearly perfect at this time.

"Yeah, Brooklyn's learning how to talk back. Best time of my life." She adds in with a load of sarcasm. Obviously she wouldn't trade her life for the entire Panem. "All of this is truly great." Comes next with a much more genuine tone. Next thing they know, uncle's gonna turn into daddy.

To end their flash of the past, Jeran mentions how both times Kyanite got them to this gym. There's no doubt that none of this would be right without his sister, and her best friend. Least this time she's not deathly sick with the flu; even encouraging them to go out before they're all stuck with a newborn. "I'm glad." Vy comments over her happiness for Ky, being in-love with a baby on the way and all. She couldn't be more grateful that it'll be easier for her, especially with Jins out of the picture.

One last heavy push is given on the bag, before it goes light and the sounds of footsteps squeak against the floor. Vy drops her grasp from the bag a second before a sneaky hand pulls her into warmth. Automatically her own come across his neck to unclose the embrace. He shares how he desired to do just this the first morning they met, but didn't due to the improperness of such spontaneous actions. Couldn't really expect anything less from him. "With Brooklyn there and all, very improper." She plays off an agreement with a cheeky grin staring up at him.

There's no chance to say anything else after that. He just hardly inches up her dress, playfully teasing her to no end. Immediately her heart picks up, knowing exactly what the next stage of their date is. Her fingers comb through his hair to pull their kiss into a better connection. Their feet begin to shuffle across the floor, and suddenly she finds her back up against a wall. "Guess we're not waiting for the third date." She smirks...

Why couldn't that of lasted forever? That connection to the one that now supplies Vy a chest to rest her head on, along with a fast beating heart race that comfortably thumps against her ear. She never wants to leave this warming spot, even if their previous activity was a bit more pleasurable. It's this moment that she cherishes the most. Knowing that she finally found the man that simply wants to hold her, someone that desires more then just a fighting buddy to sleep with. She wants to keep him close for as long as she can, though she willingly drops her arms to her side when he steps away.

A piece of clothing is handed to her as he plays a wicked grin upon his face. He more-or-less requests for the color green next time, since that's his favorite color. "I'll remember that." Vy teases back with a smirk of her own, her eyes following Jeran's every move while he strolls to the men's bathroom. What she wouldn't give to feel him near her for longer, but it's too unlike her to be that needy. Instead she only travels to the locker-room dedicated to her gender, in order to clean herself up.

The entire time her smile doesn't falter from her lips. It's as if all those butterflies weren't released as they usually are after an event like that. No, she's still on top of the Panem at this moment. She glances at her reflection for a second, pausing at the sight of her cheeks glowing with such passion. For some odd reason she finds a sense of attraction within her features, a sight she's never witnessed before. Did Jeran do that to her? Somehow transforming her appearance to almost match with his level? Sounds impossible.

His voice pulls her focus away, automatically turning her head to the entrance. There's a budge from her feet to go meet him, and then she decides on something entirely different. If he wants to come into the girl's locker room, why not let him? She feeds off of his teasing manner, and perhaps this could be fun. No words slip from her mouth as she tiptoes across the tile, hiding behind one of the shower walls where her light chuckles begin. She does her best to quiet herself, but her heart is fluttering with giggles.