Psl: sweater weather

[demonic_divinity]

[ Vergil -never- ever slept at the hide out, until he had utterly exhausted himself with Kat the night before. Doing things he never saw himself doing. Morning came just as wonderfully as the night before. He came to curled up with her in her bed. It was like something out of a dream.

At least until he realized what woke him... His second cellphone was buzzing like crazy. He kept it on silent whenever he was with the order. It shouldn't be making noise and yet it was. He shifted to the edge of the bed now wanting to wake her, she looked so beautiful asleep... This could be bad for his plans.

Finishing his pants up he pulled the far to expensive phone out. 15 missed calls and 12 texts... Shit. His foster father had a re-election lunch that he was supposed to attend.. which his adopter parents always insisted they show up together. His phone buzzed again this time he answered as he reached out running a finger along her cheek. She was so beautiful now. How had he never noticed?

He spoke quickly, lying like the silver tounged devil he was, claiming to have gotten caught up in work. Promising to be there in a hour. He woke Kat with kisses even if he was sure she was up but pretending to sleep. Apologies were given for having to leave so fast after the night before. If a morning after pill was needed well, the money would be left without question as he tugged on his pants, stole another kiss and snuck out of her room to go collect his clothes form his office and and rushing home to change and get where he needed to be. It was nearly 3pm by the time he sent a message back. ]

How do you feel, Kat? Are you okay?