#vadie

Late Monday Night

She has her hands over her eyes when he comes up behind her. 

His hands rest on her hips and he squeezes, lips coming to her ear. “Boo,” he breathes and with a jump she turns around. She’d know that voice anywhere. Heart racing, she gives him a shy smile, giggling nervously as she steps forward into his outstretched arms. 

“Hey,” she drags the word out and pretends not to notice how his scruff on her bare shoulder makes her shiver. “I thought I might have you." 

She feels the vibrations of his chuckle against her chest and she wills her heart to slow down at the sensation. Her arms tighten around his neck once and he rubs her back gently when they pull apart. 

He’s smiling in the way where his eyes crinkle at the corners and Sadie surmises that this is going to be her hardest week on the show. 

"You think you can handle all this Russianness?” he teases, swiveling his shoulders back and forth. He wiggles his eyebrows at her and smirks playfully. 

Sadie is positive that her face is beet red at this point. 

Definitely going to be her hardest week. 

“Uh, well…” she trails off, laughing to ward off the butterflies in her stomach. To change the subject, she tells him about how he’ll have to come to Louisiana for this week. At the news, his eyebrows raise. 

“Really? Huh,” he mutters thoughtfully, fingers on his chin. “When do we leave?" 

"Well, my mother is here and we’re supposed to fly out of here by 10 am tomorrow morning. Is this okay?” Her fingers thread together in front of her chest, and she rocks back on her feet. He nods his head, smiling at her. 

“Yeah, of course. This’ll be fun." 

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Sadie is walking towards their designated waiting area with her mom when sees Val sitting in one of the chairs. Along with Zendaya, who’s she’s only met in passing on the show. 

Sadie watches them as Zendaya runs her fingers through his hair, laughing at whatever he just said. 

The drop she feels in her chest has absolutely nothing to do with this. None. 

"Look! There’s your partner, Val, right?” Her mother checks, pointing at him from beside her. Sadie nods. 

“Yeah, that’s him,” she mumbles, and misses the eyebrow that her mother raises at her tone. 

Sadie watches as Zendaya pats his shoulder, shaking her head at him. Val says something to her while smiling, making a couple gestures with his hands.

When she steps up to the seats across from the pair, Val fails to notice. But Zendaya does. 

She gives the reality star a welcoming smile. “Hey, you’re Sadie, right?" 

Sadie smiles lightly, nodding her head to her. "Yeah, and you’re Zendaya?" 

The girl nods before pulling her into a quick hug. Stepping back she places her hands on her shoulders. "Now, listen. I know you’ve seen Val not on teacher-mode but this week you will. And it’s not gonna be fun sometimes but you couldn’t be in better hands. Just make sure you go easy on him in Louisiana, alright? I’m not sure he knows what’s coming for him." 

With a conspiratorial wink, Zendaya pats her shoulder. 

"Don’t worry, Zendaya, I’ll make sure my husband and brother-in-laws tone it down,” her mother cuts in, holding her hand out to the taller girl. Zendaya grins brightly at her and Sadie takes that opportunity to say hello to Val. 

His eyes stray away from Zendaya’s back to look at her and he grins softly. Sadie’s breath hitches. She gives him a quick once-over, secretly loving the way his long-sleeved shirt molds to his shoulders. 

And she also concludes that he looks positively sinful in a beanie. 

With slightly pink cheeks, she wraps her arms around his neck. He kisses her cheek, making the “muah” sound and rubs her back. When he pulls away he gestures to the seat Zendaya previously occupied, sitting down. 

Sadie’s never sat down quicker. 

She shakes her head. She really shouldn’t be acting like this, especially with a boyfriend back home waiting for her. And it’s wrong. She’s 17 and he’s 28. He’s closer in age to her uncle Jep than he is to her. 

But she can’t help it. Especially when she can’t seem to take her eyes off the way his shoulders bulge underneath his shirt as he shifts through his duffle bag. 

She’s about to forcefully distract herself with her phone when Zendaya says something to Val. Val nods his head to the older girl, turning to Sadie and covering her hand with his. 

Her eyes dart to his. 

“I’ll be back in a minute,” he assures her, thumb tracing over her knuckles as he stands up from the lounge chair. 

Sadie nods breathlessly at him and misses Zendaya’s calculating look. 

She also ignores the relief that runs through her when Val doesn’t hold Zendaya’s hand as they walk away from the waiting area. 

She’s pulled away from her staring by her mom’s intentional cough. Slightly startled, she glances over at her and shrinks at the knowing look her mother gives her. 

“Sadie,” Korie begins warningly. “I hope you aren’t doing what I think you’re doing." 

She blinks once. "Doing what?" 

Her mother sighs, running a hand through her hair before reaching out and taking her daughter’s hands in hers. "I’ve seen that look on you before, sweetheart. You have a crush on Val.”

Sadie’s sure she’s just turned to stone in her seat. Heart pounding, she opens her mouth to refute what her mother just said but at the stern look she receives she deflates. 

“Am I horrible, mom?” she asks in a small voice. Her mother squeezes her hands. “How can I feel like this when I have Blake?" 

"Oh, sweetie, you’re not horrible,” Korie reassures, reaching up to cup her daughter’s cheek. “It’s okay to feel attracted to other people, Sadie. It doesn’t mean you’re horrible. You’re human.”

Yeah, Sadie thinks, but if it was just attraction, what do you make of the fact that I wanted to yank Zendaya’s hand out of Val’s hair earlier? 

That train of thought is something the young girl obsesses over until her crush in question returns. 

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“Val, Sadie is crushing hard for you, ya know?" 

These are the first words out of her mouth when they stop beside a marble pillar. Val freezes on the spot, eyes widening at her. 

Sadie is…? 

"What?” he asks dumbly, eyebrows furrowing. Zendaya just stares a him. 

“Sadie has a crush on you,” she restates, folding her arms across her chest. She grins at him. “Pretty hard, actually. Which kinda surprises me since I was sure she had a steady boyfriend.”

Val’s mouth drops open in shock. He goes back on all of his interaction with the young girl, and with a grimace he acknowledges what he had ignored. Sadie had always been a little shy around him in his brief encounters with her, and he’d seen her blush a handful of times because of him, but he’d simply shaken that off as nothing. 

“Um…wow, I guess,” he mutters, gripping the back of his neck awkwardly. Zendaya reaches forward to pat his shoulder twice. 

“You’re just too irresistable,” she teases. “But seriously? You might want to tone down your affectionate nature because of this. She’s probably having a battle going on in her head over this and she doesn’t need you messing it all up because you’re a touch-feely kinda guy. Okay?”

With a laugh, he shakes his head at her, hand going around her waist as he pulls her flush against him. “Okay, okay. I’ll make sure to keep my hands to myself. Now where’s my goodbye hug I was promised?”

Zendaya giggles as her arms go around his neck. She shakes her head at him. “You know, you bring it on yourself. And you wonder why every season people think you’re dating your partner.”

“Hmm,” he hums, eyes trailing over her face. “And what did they say about our season?”

She rolls her eyes as her nails scratch his scalp. It takes all his strength to keep from purring like a fucking cat. 

“Well, I made sure from the get-go that you were a bro, if you recall, to which you poorly tried to go along with. You’d be a horrible actor, just saying,” she teases. 

Val humphs, chuckling low in his throat as he kisses her nose. “You’re something else, babe. I’m not really feeling the love, here." 

With a huff, she moves to rest her chin on his shoulder, hand cupping the nape of his neck. His arms tighten around middle. 

"You know I love you, Val,” she whispers. “Be careful in Louisiana, okay? Take lots of pictures and text me when you land.”

He kisses her temple, hand petting her hair gently. “Of course, dayachka. I love you too.”

She makes sure to brush her cheek against his as she leans back and he can’t resist the urge to kiss her forehead as he slowly pulls his arms away. 

“I’ll see you next Monday,” she confirms with a bob of her head. “Remember what I said about Sadie, okay?" 

He smiles softly. "I will." 

She looks down at her phone and then back at him. "Mom’s waiting now in the Starbucks,” she says, pocketing her phone back in her sweats. She leans down to grab her backpack before slinging it over her shoulder. “Be safe.”

He nods. “I’ll be okay, Z. Go to your mom." 

With a sigh and one last look, she turns on her heel and he watches her until she disappears in the sea of people. 

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Sadie shifts in her seat uncomfortably. She’s been trying to get a good nap in since the plane took off at least an hour ago, but hasn’t been able to settle down with Val at her left. In between him and another man to her right, she’s been trying to face forward while she sleeps but she’s never slept that way so it’s hard. And her fidgeting is starting to annoy the guy on her right. 

"Tired?” she hears from her left. She feels his words against her shoulder from where he’s slouched in his seat. When she looks over at him his eyes are peering up at her from under half-closed lids. 

With a gulp, she nods. 

Heart beating a little faster in her chest, she watches as he sits up in his seat, pulling the armrest between them up and out of the way. 

Wait, what was he-

“C'mere,” he murmurs, voice deep from being half-asleep. 

Without any warning he lifts his arm up and settles it over her shoulders. She gasps when he pulls her into his side and is pretty sure he can hear her heart racing when he leans his beanie-clad head over hers. 

“Better?” he mumbles almost incoherently. He sags slightly against her and his hand rubs up and down her arm without any certain pattern. 

After a few seconds of being shocked still, she relaxes. With a shaky sigh, she closes her eyes, and leans her head more so against his neck and shoulder. Which is a mistake because now her nose is practically pressed against his skin and he smells like the forest on a rainy day and fresh air and…

Sadie is doomed. Totally, completely, irrevocably doomed. 

With one final deep breath, she allows herself to fall asleep. 

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“Val, what are you doing?” she asks, watching as he saunters towards her in nothing but a towel covering his lower half. 

He smirks at her from her bedroom door, and then he’s stepping up to her from where’s she frozen in the middle her room. 

The heat in his gaze tears through her and she feels her whole face flush. 

“What do you want me to do?” he retorts, voice dangerously low as he comes close enough so that she feels his breath on her face. 

She’s lost in his green eyes and has to shake her head to focus on what he’s just asked her. 

“I-I..”

She stutters and blushes thoroughly as he steps closer, hands coming to settle on her middle. 

With a jolt, she shivers as she feels the roughness of his palms against her bare skin and looking down, she’s horrified to find herself completely naked. 

Gulping, she tenses under his hands. He tuts softly and leans down until his lips are brushing under her jaw. 

“W-what are you doing?” she asks again, hands settling on his bare chest, ready to push him away. 

Before she can do so, his own hand come up to cover hers on his chest and he trails his lips from her neck down and over her shoulder. 

“What do you want me to do, Sadie?" 

Breath coming out in short gasps, she can only stare wide-eyed at her wall over his shoulder. Her hands fist on his chest he curls his fingers over them, running his thumb over her white knuckles as he leans back to look at her. 

"What do you want me to do?” he whispers, and she’s trapped. 

She can only stare at him like a deer caught in the headlights, panting. 

He seems to see something in her expression because then he’s smiling, and his eyes settle on her parted mouth. 

“Gah!” she gasps, jumping from Val’s sleeping form. Breathing hard, she looks down and sighs in relief when she sees that she’s fully clothed, and with a quick glance at Val, she thanks God that he is too. 

Her hand covers her beating heart, and she can only stare at her lap as her thoughts swirl. 

This crush seriously has to stop. 

She can’t feel this way. She can’t be attracted to a man eleven years her senior. She can’t be having erotic dreams about him either. She doesn’t even have those with Blake. 

How in the world is she going to make it through this week? Especially with him at her house, in the guest room across from hers? How is she going to hide this from everyone? She’s never been good at hiding her feelings and she doesn’t think it will change now. 

Beside her Val, snores lightly, mumbling incoherently as he shifts to settle against a weight that isn’t there anymore. When his head bumps against the seat, he frowns in his sleep. His that had fallen from her shoulders to the two seats between them comes up to wrap around her waist. 

Sadie gasps lightly when he pulls her back into his side, other arm going around her waist. his hands settle against her outer hip and this time he settles his head against her shoulder. 

Breathless, she stares down at the head on her shoulder. He shifts his head, and she shivers from the way both his scruff and lips brush her bare skin. When he’s finally still, she feels the soft slope of his nose against the juncture between her neck and shoulder, and his beanie is soft against her cheek. 

Resigning herself to the remaining few hours of helpless torture, she closes her eyes again, settling her her cheek against the top of his head. 

She seriously needed to figure out what she was going to do for this week. 

Because honestly, things were going downhill fast, and she just knew she would not be coming out of it unscathed. 

A/N: Sooooooo……yeah this definitely cannot be finished in one setting. This will definitely have parts. And this is numba one! If you’re uncomfortable with this then I would suggest not reading any of the remaining parts since it IS going to have more romance. Uh hello it’s a VADIE fic, it’s not gonna be about how they become like brother and sister.