#— ♡ ❛ valentin delacour. (interactions)

[svftlove]

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 .

[silvrmoon]

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

[svftlove]

it's almost ridiculous that she envisions a forever with him when their relationship couldn't even exist behind closed doors. but she'll allow herself to daydream about it, to imagine a future where they could actually be together and their families would approve of it. there has to be a reason as to why valentin thinks of river as a brother, if his love for the male is as deep as he claims to be, then his happiness must matter to him, and juliette made him happy, didn't he ? " good, cause it would be really awkward if this was just a one-sided thing," the female teases with a small giggle, placing gentle kisses against his temple. has done one-sided relationships before, broken her heart, and lost herself in the process, so the thought of doing it again terrified her. " we should probably go to bed. " she offers, although the last thing she wants to do is move off his lap.

always expects himself to feel differently when he comes down from his high. remembers their first time together, how warm he felt all over when it was done. how right it felt to hold her in his arms afterwards. and the next morning when he swore it was a mistake ? well, he was lying his ass off because it frightened him. in many ways, it still does. but no amount of fear seems to keep him away from her. betrays the thoughts in his mind that suggest this is wrong and will be far messier than anything else he's ever done. follows that thudding organ on his chest. has to, because he doesn't think he'd last much longer if he didn't. closes his eyes, laughing against her shoulder. he doesn't feel differently. if anything, he thinks he might want her more. " forever sounds nice with you, " admits in a whisper. wraps his arms around her waist, hugging her. his own breath is stifled when she says the words. nothing has ever pleased him more. " i'm falling for you too, juliette. "

[svftlove]

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]

@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]

@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]

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]

open to anyone.

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

[svftlove]

 " 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]

" and that's my problem because ... ? " valentin questioned, a smirk tugging at his lips. "i hate to say i told you so but i told you so."

"i miss you more than i thought i would."

[silvrmoon]

the moment the words escape the other's, valentin can feel a hint of regret wash over him. although things hadn't ended well between them, the last thing he wanted was to cause him any sort of pain. " right," he breathes, shaking his head and shifting his gaze away from the man. " i know this isn't easy, but we can't avoid each other forever. "

"i-i don't think your world revolves around me," a wince follows the words, because he recognises that even thinking it had been a planned attack in the first place does suggest that he had, in fact, believed that he harbored a bigger space in valentin's life than he clearly did. "sorry. you just t-took me by surprise."

[svftlove]

sapphire hues remained fixed on the floor, his mind a flurry of thoughts. the weight of spencer’s words hung heavy in the air, pressing down on him like an invisible force. he could feel the heat rising in his chest as he tried to grapple with the gravity of his situation. his gaze shifts to her hand, and his larger one came to rest on top of hers for a second. “ it’s not that simple,” he said, his voice cracking under the strain as tears well up in his gaze. “ i can’t just barge in and make demands. what if she refuses to cooperate? what if she decides to go public with everything? it’s not just my career on the line. it's my entire fucking life." his mind now raced with images of the fallout — his father's voice echoing with disappointment, the destruction of everything he had worked for. the pressure felt unbearable, as if the walls of his carefully constructed world were closing in around him. he'd be just like his twin sister juliette, giving up her entire career, sacrificing her ambitions for something she couldn't control. the thought of being reduced to that, of having his entire career crumble in the wake of a mistake, was almost too much to bear. "please, help me fix it."

      if  he  thought  she  enjoyed  giving  him  a  lashing  ,  he  was  wrong  .    if  anything  ,  spencer  had  been  yearning  for  him  to  see  her  in  a  softer  light  for  some  time  now  .  spent  majority  of  her  days  advocating  for  him  ,  pushing  him  to  be  the  best  version  of  himself  in  hopes  that  he'd  wake  up  and  realize  how  perfect  they  were  for  one  another  .  but  those  feelings  had  proven  to  be  unrequited  with  every  foreign  bed  he  slipped  into  .  she'd  succumb  to  watching  his  life  through  pictures  posted  on  gossip  sites  and  waiting  by  the  phone  for  him  to  remember  she  existed  .  it  was  agonizing  ,  to  say  the  least  .  and  yet  here  she  was  ,  throwing  herself  into  the  flame  like  a  sacrificial  lamb  because  she  didn't  mind  being  the  villain  if  it  meant  he'd  be  spared  .  "  no  ...  you  can't  ask  .  you  have  to  tell  her  ,  val  .  there  can  be  no  loose  ends  when  you  leave  that  conversation  .  "  she  moves  forward  ,  crouching  down  in  front  of  him  to  capture  his  gaze  .  her  hand  is  hesitant  ,  but  finds  a  home  against  his  upper  thigh  .  "  i'm  sorry  it  has  to  be  this  way  ,  i  am  .  i  know  you  didn't  do  it  on  purpose  .  you  were  immature  ,  you  made  a  mistake  ...  but  now  it's  time  to  grow  up  and  fix  it  .  "

[svftlove]

valentin moves alongside her, the faintest brush of his arm against hers as they make their way down the hallway. her last comment catches him off guard, and for a moment, his stride falters. turning to focus on her features, he lets out a soft chuckle. " you didn't think i would remember you ? georgie,iI don’t forget people who make an impression,” he points out with a soft chuckle. tension crackles between them, and he wonders if she can feel it too. he shifts his attention to a door at the end of the hallway, swinging it open with a practiced ease. " and voilà," steps aside, gesturing for her to enter first, his steely blues never leaving her as she moves past him. he follows, the quiet click of the door sealing them off from the hum of the event outside. " i must admit, this might be the first time i skip an after party, they're always so fun."

" flirting ? me ? " feigns shock, mischevious glint hidden behind her gaze. " absolutely not. that would be quite unprofessional of me. " okay, maybe she's flirting just a little bit. really doesn't have a rhyme or reason for her behavior except that she's genuinely having fun, genuinely interested in what the famed tennis player has to say. she nods, knowing that feeling all too well. isn't particularly needy in her relationships, but distance can be very difficult. " i like that you can be honest about that. i think many busy people find it difficult to admit such things. " such as her boyfriend, for instance. she tilts her head, brows raised as though to prompt him to lead the way. " perfect. " she beams, beginning to step towards the corridor he's pointed out. " i must say, " she begins, turning her attention towards him. " i didn't think you'd remember me. "

[svftlove]

chuckles softly, clearly enjoying her response and the small hint of mischief in her gaze. leaning in, he lowers his voice to a murmur, close enough that she can feel the warmth of his breath. "ah, so now you’re the one flirting with me, no?" he teases, one brow arching with playful intrigue. "as for a girlfriend," he continues, drawing out the words as if savoring them. the whole girlfriend feels a little weird on his tongue. can't even remember the last time he'd date anyone. "let’s just say, no one has captured my attention long enough to earn that title. my schedule doesn’t exactly allow for... attachments. the idea of sneaking off to a private corner with her suddenly feels like more than just a game, and he’s surprised by how much he wants to see where it might lead. "i might know a place." long digits brush lightly against her elbow, an unspoken invitation as he gestures towards a quiet hallway that led to an empty room just off the main event room. "somewhere we won’t be interrupted."

oh god, this is bad. only now finds herself thinking about her boyfriend. he's half - way across the world, hasn't called her for a week or so. georgie would feel guilty, if he hadn't been such a deadbeat about her feelings. even so, doesn't know if casually flirting with a world famous tennis player is the best move. it'd be easy to walk away if valentin weren't so goddamn hot. " hmm, no. you're definitely flirting. " and she isn't complaining about it, is she ? no. " is that what you're going to tell your girlfriend when she finds out about you flirting with other girls ? " she's teasing, testing the waters. doesn't actually know the ins and outs of valentin's life beside what he presents to the world. " i might be, but we'd have to go somewhere more private. i couldn't bear anyone overhearing us. "

[svftlove]

they've argued before, more times than he can count. but never like this. the look on her face earlier should've been enough to make him realize that she wasn't going to let this go so easily. not that he could blame her, if the tables were reversed, he'd be just as upset. or more. " should you be drinking right now ? " he's probably making things worse, but what else was he supposed to say ? he wasn't about to recite every single second of that night, each detail a potential dagger in the already fraying fabric of their relationship. he barely even remembered it. " i told you, i was drunk." and his head was still pounding, another consequence of the amount of alcohol he had ingested. " besides how would that make you feel any better ? i told you, it was just sex. i was drinking with the guys, she approached me, we talked and we fucked, happy ? "

when he doesn't answer her question , that somehow makes it worse . didn't want to hear about how he didn't mean to do it because that didn't matter in the grand scheme of things , not when he slept with someone else and didn't think about her at all . "so what was it like ?" fingertips grip onto the head of the bottle , itching to throw it somewhere just to watch it shatter . all these years of putting everyone else above her , making sure they were okay -- that he was okay . meanwhile , she couldn't even count on one hand the amount of people who would do the same for her . though she never made it easy for anyone to care for her when she took care of herself , they didn't even try . "that doesn't really matter , valentin because it all hurts just the same ," chest feels hallow as she continues . "see i get drunk , too , and you don't see me falling into bed with someone else . so run me through the night ." when he takes a step closer , she remains rooted in place . "i want to hear all about it ."