Revival of the Forgotten {Ky & Vy//Marr}

Growing heat floods my face and warms my cheeks. The alcohol isn't to blame for this but instead its the feelings that Vy is giving me. The butterflies that tickle my tummy and the way my fingers tingle around the handle of the glass in which the disappearing wine is in feels. Something just happened and I'm the one who initiated it. The question is why? Why did I go straight for a kiss and embarrass myself like that? Surely, she isn't feeling the same as I am right now. Surely, after two years those feelings shouldn't stilll be there and lord forbid I dare do that only after a few months of being single. I'm still in the recooperating stage of losing someone I thought I loved. How is this even possible? She lost the love of her life a month ago. She, of all people, shouldn't be experiencing any types of feelings for anyone and especially me. Why did I do that to her? To my best friend...

What happened did happen and Vy's face only confirms what just occured. Her words just come across as though it didn't. She ignores the fact that I just attempted to fall in love with her. My heart drops though, however, I can see in my periphreal vision the grin that's playing on her lips. Does she think it's funny? Does she think what I just did be considered a mistake? Why... oh why?

Instead of words for a few moments, she takes sips of her wine and I do the same; drowning in the scent and pull of liquior. Vy has to mention the ways I helped her though way before Mira was even conceived. It's true and I did. She knows what it's like to be a single parent and for once I'm really glad that we got to know each other and how fate was to have it for us both. "I tried. I wasn't any good with kids, but I tried. Imagine it... me not good with kids."

I shrug, chugging the last few drops of wine from my glass and going to bend over to pour another glass and just when I do and get comfortable yet again, something changes. Something major happens. Vy advances on me, letting her lips connect with mine in a simple gesture just as I did, however, the feeling is something anew. She accepts me. After two years, that old feeling of something more is lite up once again and memories flood my mind and thousands of images replay in my mind from that night once forgotten. Those memories had to be locked away and kept secret. That night I found out I loved my best friend but it could never have worked and that was the truth. I was with Matthew. It was only a fling brought on by alcohol and the taunts of Terran and Matthew himself.

"Wanted to make sure I wasn't imagining the feelings." My mouth drops as well as the cup, almost. My fingers regain their composure, holding more tightly to the cup now that the shock is over with and with it, my grin exposes my teeth that is hidden by the glass. Quickly, the whole glass is guzzled down.

"It's definately not imaginary, Vy." I state, putting the glass on the table and leaning against the arm of the couch. I stare at Vy. My eyes lingering on her face and then down to her hands. She's changed in two years and very much in a good way. I never expected that it would turn out like this. That I would be free to fall for her. That I would have the ability to express my wants and needs to her in a way that I can be confident.

"I'm just glad... that you reciprocated the feelings. I didn't think you would after all this time.. and being with my brother and everything we've been through and just..." I stop, holding my tongue from speaking any more. Instead, silence seems to want to escape through my breaths and courage seems to spark more between us. I sit up and take her glass from her, sitting it down on the table.

"Hey Vy..." I grin. ", ever heard of deja vu?" I ask her and place my hand at her cheek for a moment and then press my lips against hers for a little longer this time. My lips linger on hers for only a few seconds in reality, but in my own little world, they feel perfect against mine. I pull away slowly and look at her in the eyes. "will you lay with me?"

I ask her, and then stand away from the couch. My stomach tearing away at itself with knots at the words just uttered from my own mouth. My eyes playing with hers as they dart back and forth between hers; curious. Tonight, I don't want to be by myself even if we only just keep in the presence of one another for one night.