sleeptoken| oneshots

~Vessel~

|| I took none of this seriously I apologize
But enjoy the slight angst||

To say there was tension in the house was an understatement.

Vessel was an amazing boyfriend, more than you imagined him to be... but alas no one is perfect and of course nothing lasts forever.

It all started a few months ago after some difficulties while touring abroad.

To make a long story short, those said difficulties came up around the time of yours and vessels first anniversary. He was too busy dealing with said difficulties with his crew, to the point where he wasn't coming home until the late hours of the night.

You couldn't help but feel a bit upset even though you were understanding as you could be towards him. You tried always reminding him but these days he never really took much of what you said into account thus leading into the argument that started all this.

There you were on a cold autumn night, cooped up in your house you shared with vessel. Biting at your nails, constantly checking your phone for the time, his texts, anything that would show an indication he was at least out there still.

Jesus its already 1am. Where is he?

your thoughts were interrupted by a key fob  rattling like someone was either struggling at the door or trying to break in. To your senses, you might have thought it was vessel but why did it sound different?

Slowly you crept through the halls and to the door but just as you were about to peak through the peephole, the door slammed open sending you back with a jump, gasping at the suddenness.

You quickly sighed in relief and a little annoyance for it was just your boyfriend, Vessel.

"Where have you been it's so late?" You tried to use a more softer tone but the irritation and worry definitely showed through to any normal person.

The door was slammed shut again, by him of course. You'll be dammed if this is his new phase.

"Stop th-" you were cut off quite abruptly by him putting a hand over your mouth and looming over you, just now you started to notice the way he swayed as he stood and also reeking of alcohol was probably a tale tell sign.

"Be quite beautiful. Please?" He genuinely sounded like he was just exhausted. Your brows softened just a little bit in amusement but you quickly tried snapped back from your thoughts again and managed to get out of his grip

'Managed' is an exaggeration he actually had no grip at all his hand was kinda just smearing black paint on your mouth while he smirked down at you with not a single care in the world.

You scoffed at him. It would be a little endearing if he wasn't coming home drunk at 1am on each others  anniversary.

"Vessel just get to bed, Come on." you tugged at him and tried guiding him which he denied at first but soon he was wrapping his arms around you from the back and waddling slowly with you to the room while whispering hardly coherent compliments.

It was starting to break at your annoyed expression and your lips curled into a small smirk. As soon as you got into the bedroom, you took off his coat for him and he took this as a sign to try and viciously attack you with kisses. Starting with biting at your neck and wasting no time trying to pull off your shirt.

"Vessel!" You pulled down your shirt with a flustered but stern tone. You pushed his hands away from you with knitted brows before pushing him down on the bed and speaking up again with a more fed up expression
"Go. To. Bed."

He only responded with a huff before returning your annoyed tone with one of his own.
"Fine. Just get in here..."

You took a breath to prepare yourself, even taking a step back before speaking up. When you did it was a much quieter voice.
"I'm sleeping on the couch..."

There was a thick silence in the air for a moment too long. He didn't even move, you started to question if he even heard you but just as you opened your mouth to speak again, he scoff at you with a smile while chuckling to himself silently before falling back on the bed with a big sigh and that stupid smirk he always had.

Your brows narrowed in confusion and you examined him closer, noticing how he was already starting to nod off. You just shrugged him off in irritation. Hiding how angry you felt and still very confused about what just happened you decided to opt for sleeping on the couch.

You made your little bed on the couch with some blankets and extra throw pillows before laying down with a deep sigh with your face buried in your blanket.

Thoughts consumed you in a tomb of hydrostatic pressure.

After hours of restlessness you finally succumbed to the relief of sleep. When you awoke you heard a familiar snoring around you but you couldn't place your finger where... until you looked down at the floor beside you, there you saw a sleeping vessel laid out on the floor with his face to the ceiling.

You felt a little pang of guilt in your chest so you quickly sat up and looked back down at him wondering if you should wake him but you thought he might be too hungover.

You decided to carefully sneak away to the kitchen, trying your hardest not to make a sound as you grabbed him something for his head and some water for when he woke up.

As soon at you came back he was already starting to stir awake. He let out a yawn and a stretch before sitting up and looking at you with a tired but concerned expression.

"Why didn't you come to bed?" His tone was soft but still firm.

You answered with a small shrug of your shoulders, then cowardly looking away from him because it was obvious to anyone there was more you wanted to say.

He stared at you for a few more moments then got up with a sigh as he slowly walked over to you while holding his arms out for you to meet him half way.

You hesitated before quickly giving into him and falling into his arms. With just a blink, relief washed over you and by the way his muscles relaxed showed you he most definitely felt the same way.

"I'm sorry I came home late, and drunk... I should have texted you my love." He spoke in a gentle tone while rubbing small circles on your back.

You had to hold back an irritated expression when you replied.
"That's not why I'm mad."

He stopped rubbing your back for a moment and looked down at you with a confused stare. You decided to see how long it would take him to figure it out but as you stood there he also stood with you in a thick silence before he spoke up again with a stupid smirk and a raised finger.

"Oh I know now! It's that time of the month. Im so sorry I didn't notice love, I'll make din-"

His words started to drown out behind you and only one phrase repeated in your mind

What the fuck.