#vesper|interaction.

this isn’t vesper. she’s been good all her life, picked a career that would mean she could help people. something snapped in her the day she discovered what her husband had been doing with their finances. she’d always suspected something and had prepared herself for some sort of affair — it seemed like the logical thing. however, he was going to ruin her life if she didn’t do something about it. and then came hugo. she finds herself beaming at him despite what he’s done, the nervous energy not gone but overshadowed by her relief. “you did it,” she breathes in the hope that the more she hears it the more real it will become. “you really…” her eyes sweep over his face and she can’t contain herself, pushing forward to press her lips to his in a kiss that hopefully conveys the things that she can’t. “i can never thank you enough.”

" alright, so we kissed... don’t get so bent out of shape about it."

"that was really brave what you did back there. stupid, but brave."

"i wasn't flirting! i was being friendly."

"i don't think you're half as bad as you pretend to be."

vesper kind of ended up giggling to herself, looking rather coy. "what was i supposed to say, darcie? we were friends!" too good friends for her to ruin it by admitting her feelings and making things weird. or, so she'd thought all those years ago. now it was... different. "i don't even know why i'm telling you this now, if i'm being completely honest with you..."

“no.” vesper can’t help the way her lips turn up into a smile at his reaction. she knows that it’s pretty funny — she’d gone for the blunt approach in the hopes it would be. the more awkward that she was about it, the more awkward it made the situation. “hey! i was not,” she huffs, “i was just being a good friend. a good friend with some big feelings. you certainly didn’t seem to be complaining!”

“i don’t usually do this kind of thing...” a little late in the game to bring it up, when she was half dressed with flushed cheeks from how handsy the two of them had been with one another. vesper just thought that communication was important. that... making it clear she wasn’t the kind of person who just slept with someone on a whim was important. “does that change the way you think of me?”