Honey, I Know Better [Vadin]

[Valerian`VONDORTON]

"Right. Uh-huh. Mnthank you, Lucille. He'll be happy to hear that. Alright, mnbye-bye." Valerian abruptly set the office phone back down into its receiver, eyes sparkling with happiness. Vadin's going to be so happy when he hears the good news. Finally, the therapist had gotten hold of the head administrator, and acquired her approval for Valerian to take Vadin Colbert home with him. The good thing, and it could probably turn quickly into a bad one, was that Lucille didn't give Valerian a set time; whether it was just one night or multiple. Her exact words had been, "Whatever gets his head screwed back on correctly." But then why am I so happy? I shouldn't be this happy. This is Vadin. Who, though is a sweetheart, is this pervert sexual fiend who rapes people in the middle of the night. This thought made a frown tug down at the corners of the young man's lips, a soft sigh slowly slipping free. But if he's not sleeping well like he said. Then he won't be able to complete the 'mission' I gave him. And then that would make him whine so... One night shouldn't be so bad. Right?

Hoping to his feet the twenty-one-year-old headed out of the room, boots clunking under his feet as he walked. His legs carried him all the way to the play rooms. Vadin loved children, and it was only putting two and two together to think that maybe the patient was there; playing games with the kids. Maybe he's playing with Lucian. he thought, brain going back to what just recently had happened just the other day. I still can't believe I kissed him. And not just once, but several times.

Valerian paused, turning his head slightly to see two nurses staring at him. He paused again, gave a slight wave and then gasped, realizing he had also spoken his thoughts out loud. A nervous chuckle slipped, and he quickly ran off the rest of the way to the play rooms, stopping at the door frame to one of the rooms.

Eyes scanned over all the little ones enjoying themselves, and a small smile formed. Valerian may not have come off as the family-man type, but he did like children. In fact, the only reason he'd taken on the job here at Grimmoire Manor was because of his two siblings, Kidja and Sierrabella. They were both fellow patients with his current client, but he was not allowed to be their therapist. I guess everyone is afraid I wouldn't evaluate them fairly. That I would just automatically consider them sane. No. Kidja's fairies is a big issue, and I hope he soon realizes with his own counselor that they are not real.

The pounding, excited heart skipped multiple beats when orbs landed on a familiar blue-haired Frenchman. I really shouldn't feel this happy, but... I'm already happy to see Vadin's reaction. That smile... It melts my- Valerian cut his thoughts off, looking down to the ground as a small blush heated up his cheeks. There was hesitation as he debated with himself if he really should tell his patient the news or not; he was going to have those kinds of thoughts then it was best to be kept to himself. But if I lie to him... That may not be good for his mental state.

He sighed, shaking his head slightly, and glanced back up again to the older man. Clearing his throat, Valerian stepped a few feet into the room, a feeling of dejavu hitting him. Nuh. That's... so weird. "Vadin? ...Can I talk to you for a second?" he called out, motioning with his pointer finger for the other to come over. "You're not in trouble or anything."