Norman Reedus Imagines

Drowning Sorrows (Vincent fro A Crime)

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Vincent walked along the shore line, he had been walking for what seemed like forever and had no intention of going home anytime soon. The empty apartment only made him more depressed then he already was. Feeling alone, so very alone since his wife had died..he still had no answers and didn't know how to move one.

For awhile after she died, his friends had tried everything to get through to him. Tried taking him out and making sure they were around but when he didn't improve most of them stopped trying. He had sunk deeper and deeper into a bottomless hole with no light showing him the way out. 

He looked up into the sunset, the sky a beautiful orange and pink color mixed together, it calmed him to be here. Took his mind off of everything. Something bumped into him and he looked up from his feet, almost running over Nicole. Her dark brown hair blowing in the wind, a smile on her face.

"Vincent, its nice to see you.." she said sweetly, her voice as soft and gentle as he remembered.
"Hey Nicole, yeah it has been awhile. How you been?" he started to walk along side her on the beach. 

"Oh its been okay, same old stuff. Its good to see you." She touched his arm lightly and it felt like licks of fire.

He looked at the way her mouth lifted up as she smiled but he blushed and looked away when she caught him staring, "Good to see you too."

She had been the only one who had kept in touch with him after his wife died and the rest of his friends gave up, she had made sure to call him even though he didn't answer and she would check up on him once in awhile. He loved it, being wanted and needed again. Being important to someone felt good. He just didn't know how to show it. 

"Any chance you would like to grab dinner, catch up?" he asked before he lost his nerve.
Nicole blushed and grinned, I would love to, uh but we can do it at my place. I'm not one for going out much anymore." 

He smiled, relieved, "yeah me either but that sounds better than a crowded place, around 7?"
She nodded and made sure he had the right address still, "okay see you at 7."
He grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it, before continuing on his walk.
*

Nicole hurried to her place, her dogs barking the entire time she moved around trying to pick up everything. Clothes and shoes laid around. Dog toys everywhere. It was stupid to suggest him coming here for dinner but she was nervous around him. Didn't think she would enjoy the awkwardness of being in public.

She started on dinner, throwing together what she could in an instant given it was almost 7 now. She hurried the dogs into their room and shut the door, going into her own room to hope into the shower. She hadn't had dinner with anyone in a long time. 

She jumped into a dark blue dress, her hair falling down around her face. She skipped the make up, remembering how he always said women looked better without it. Back when his wife was alive and so was he. He may be alive but it didn't seem that way to her. He seemed half there all the time, never wanting to leave with friends or anything. She could understand but it hurt her heart to see him alone. Vincent was an amazing guy, she had had a crush on him since the first time she saw him.

Nicole turned on some music and set the table, lighting two candles in the center and making sure the food was laid out and ready. Getting her best bottle of wine and two crystal clear glasses. It would be just like at dinner but more private. She put her hands on her hips and smiled down at the perfectly set table just as his knock sounded.
*

Vincent stood at the door, hands stuffed into his pockets and he was very nervous. The door opened and she stood looking so beautiful in her dark blue dress, beautiful brown hair flowing around her. A blush on her cheeks, his body responded, growing hard without his want or need for it.