#— ♡ ❛ valentin delacour. (interactions)

[svftlove-a]

valentin was good at this. the afterparties, the small talk, the easy charm. he could glide through these rooms without missing a beat, all smiles and smooth answers, never letting anyone see more than he wanted to show. it was part of the job, really. fame came with a set of rules, and he had mastered them. keep it light, keep it fun, and above all—keep it distant. but then he saw her. he didn’t expect her to be here, not tonight. Not at this kind of party. he should’ve looked away. walked in the opposite direction, found someone else to charm, someone who wasn’t as quick to see through his act. but he didn’t. instead, he found himself drifting toward her, glass in hand, slipping into that familiar, easy rhythm without thinking. it was like muscle memory at this point — the way their conversations played out, the teasing, the banter. he almost enjoyed it, the way she always gave as good as she got, never backing down. " look at what the cat dragged in," the male male teased, " i didn't know you'd be here tonight. " / @obsesionadas .

[svftlove]

open to females. please, read my rules before interacting.

" i own you, " the male reminds her, venom lacing every word as his steely blues hues glare into hers. " if you don't want those pretty pictures of yourself to end up in the wrong hands, i suggest you remember who's in control here. "

[silvrmoon]

"putain, stop acting like my world revolves around you, i had no idea you would be here tonight." / @richlust ♥

[svftlove-a]

open to females. plot: valentin cheated on your muse and she found out bc he is an idiot

" it was an one time thing, i was drunk. it didn't mean shit. "

[svftlove]

"you're back," both surprise and confusion lace his tone, steey blue hues flickering down familiar features. to say he was happy to see her was an understatement, but he also knew that their situation was for more complicated than he'd like to admit. " i have been texting you all summer. where were you ? " / @loveswealth ♥

[svftlove]

open to females.

" that's exactly why you came here," valentin begins, face cleaning closer to hers until their noses are mere inches apart. " for the fast, hard, toe-curling sex those low lives never seem able to give you. "

[svftlove-a]

the male's smile widened, his steely blue hues glistening with mischief. "i suppose i am," he admitted, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer. "no one special on the scene, at least not yet. thought i'd see where the summer takes me. maybe something, or someone will catch my interest." the male points out casually with a soft shrug of his shoulders. the tension between them, had always been electric and often abrasive, but now seemed to shift into a different kind of energy. it was unfamiliar territory, this flirtation, but not unwelcome. " have you ever done that before ? " he questioned, titling his head to the side. " just let things happen without a plan ? seems a bit uncharacteristic of you."

blonde tresses fall behind her shoulder as she shakes her head, studies him carefully. " i don't really like to make plans, you know, in case something better comes along. best to be open to new things, don't you think ? " this feels new. them, not at each others throats. lightly flirting. or, at least, that's what she thinks they're doing. " what about you, are you free and single for the summer or is there someone on the scene ? "

[svftlove-a]

@meltemakcol based on. 3/? ♥

" i've tried to reach out so many times, but you never picked up or answered any of my texts," strong eyebrows are furrowed as piercing blue hues focus on the woman that had once stolen his heart in ways that valentin had never thought possible. but even such a love hadn't been enough to stop him from following his dreams of becoming a professional tennis player, leaving everyone behind, including her. " what happened ? "

[svftlove-a]

" i'm pretty sure you told me you never wanted to see me again. what changed ? finally got tired of loverboy ? he couldn't make you cum ? " / @swtsours ♡

[svftlove-a]

@meltemakcol continued from this. ♥

"right," it's all he manages to offer, his mind already filled with images of them spending way too much time together. it's enough to make him feel uneasy, but as always, he pushes through it, nodding in response. " that's nice, that she has someone to play with. " the male comments, hands buried into the pocket of his coat as blue hues stay on her features. she hadn't changed much, if at all. but at the same time, she was more beautiful than he remembered. his memory really didn't do her justice. " maybe you should make the time, i mean, i'm sure this whole town is probably waiting on you to. i have seen how they look at you," and he couldn't blame them, not really. " but i mean, what do i know ? can barely even remember the last time i was in a relationship. "

[svftlove]

" and that's my problem, because ? " as valentin saw it, there was no reason for him to explain himself any further. "sounds like a you problem." he already decided he wouldn't go to her parents' event, even if it was only to teach her a lesson. " jealous ? " he lets out a short laugh, shaking his head. " sweetheart, i don't do jealous, but you're out of your fucking mind if you think you can make me look for a fool in front of other people. " it was more about the fact that people saw her than the flirting in question. appearances were everything in their world, and he had no intention of letting anyone stain his reputation.

he was good at lying, but riley was better at spotting it. still, calling him on it wouldn't make a difference either way. if he didn't want to go, he wouldn't go — even if he could figure out a way to make it work. "you and i both know they won't understand," her arms folded over her chest, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow arching at his next comment. "is that what this is about? you're jealous i did a little flirting so you're backing out on the event tonight?"

[svftlove-a]

open to anyone.

"for being someone you claim to hate, i sure am on your mind a lot."

[svftlove]

his taller frame leans casually against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest. " come on, i'm a lot of things , but a liar isn't one of them. you don't need beauty sleep, " valentin points out, letting out a soft chuckle. he steps inside without a second thought, a relief sigh escaping him as long legs take him further into the space. " fine, anything you want. " the last thing he wanted was to deal with all these feelings by himself, had never been good at it and he wasn't gonna start now. " do you have anything to drink ? something strong preferably ? "

“ i’d be skeptical and figure out your ulterior motive, of course. “ head leans against the door frame as she studies him carefully, making him suffer by waiting a second more before she lets out a dramatic sigh and pulls open her door, allowing him room to come inside.  “ fine — but, you owe me one. “ 

[svftlove-a]

 " god, you're just like my father. always hounding me," fingers mess sandy locks once more, frustration steadily running through his veins. can't help but envy his sister, that she got to quit tennis and never look back. not that he thinks he could survive without the sport, but the pressure was suffocating sometimes. " why are you acting like this is a chore ? that i'm a chore ? - aren't you my best friend ? aren't you supposed to be here anyway ? " sighs again, plopping down on the couch, the cushions sinking under his weight. " and what dreams are those you tell me nothing about ? please, tell me they don't have anything to do with those idiots up in your dms. " it's not that he doesn't care, it's that he doesn't have the time to. his time is accounted for, divided between grueling practice sessions, matches, and the expectations of everyone around him.

      "  no  ,  you  don't  want  me  to  .  there's  a  difference  .  "  but  he  needed  her  .  if  last  month's  little  problem  wasn't  proof  of  that  ,  she  didn't  know  what  was  .  it's  as  if  he's  forgotten  .  like  he  just  moved  on  while  she  swept  it  all  under  the  rug  .  but  she  hadn't  ,  couldn't  .  the  lengths  she'd  gone  to  slowly  chipping  away  at  her  spirit  .  "  so  do  it  ,  val  .  take  care  of  yourself  —  because  contrary  to  what  you  seem  to  believe  ,  i  don't  want  to  spend  all  of  my  time  with  you  ,  making  sure  you  don't  fuck  your  life  up  .  i'm  a  person  too  .  i  have  dreams  too  .  but  i'm  sure  you  would  know  nothing  about  that  .  how  could  you  with  your  head  so  far  up  your  own  ass  ?  "

[hcneylove]

strong eyebrows furrow slightly, a hint of confusion on his features. "maybe not, still doesn't mean i'm leaving you alone in this." his voice is calm but firm, unwavering. " gain from what ? you think i want something from you ? i think you've been surrounded by the wrong people for way too long, not everyone has a fucking agenda."

“you have no idea what you’re getting yourself into ,” and it wasn’t her business to convince someone otherwise . not when she’d done a good job separating things , keeping her personal life under control within the public eye . “i don’t need you to protect me , i can handle myself so what are you looking to gain from this , val ?”

[svftlove]

" so now you want to explain ? " a hollow, bitter laugh tears at his throat as he shakes his head in disbelief. his hand runs down his golden locks in frustration, a habit he'd never gotten rid of. can't even decipher all the emotions building inside his chest; anger, betrayal, frustration, maybe a touch of hurt. if anyone told him that she'd be the one lying to him and breaking his heart in the process, he wouldn't have believed them. he was used to people lying, using him, but not her. never her. steely blue hues glance over her shoulder and toward the front door, but he shakes his head in response. " no, i'm fine, right here. " arms cross over her his chest, as if to brace himself for what was to come. " you said you could explain, so, explain. "

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"  i  promise  i  can  explain  everything  "  she  frowns  at  her  own  words,  wincing  slightly  even  before  he's  opened  his  mouth  to  answer.  hiding  things  from  him  hadn't  been  the  plan,  at  least  not  for  this  long.  at  first,  she  thought  about  waiting  until  he  made  it,  until  his  career  was  steady  enough  that  she  couldn't  ruin  it  with  the  news.  but  then,  after  his  name  was  plastered  over  every  billboard  in  town,  there  was  no  way  to  reach  him  without  looking  desperate  and  even  opportunistic.  so  she  kept  waiting,  for  a  better  opportunity,  a  better  moment.  and  it  never  came.  "  do  you  wanna  come  in?  "  a  pause,  head  snaps  between  the  living  room  of  her  tiny  home  and  his  features  before  she  speaks  again.  "  she is  not  here,  she's  at  daycare  until  five  "