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do you think V has ever flexed and accidentally ripped through the sleeves on a shirt?

YES.

Longer answer as a drabble under the cut.

"I don't know,Kaz", Venom says, tugging at his shirt uncertainly. To say thefit is snug would be an understatement, and a big one at that.

Kaz waves away hisconcerns. He's not looking at Venom but at his own shirt, fumblingwith the last uncooperative button.

"I told you, it'sfine. That's Armani you're wearing. You can say what you want aboutthe price, they know what they're doing."

Venom shuffles closerto help. Kaz's warning glance keeps him away.

"Besides it's justa party. All we need to do is get them to agree to our terms andsign the contract. In and out. No heavy lifting required."

Kaz tries one moretime, then: a huffed sigh. "Alright, fuck it. Can you just–?“

Once the final buttonis tamed, Venom flattens Kaz’s tie and nods appreciatively.

“Lookin' good, Kaz.”

“Not so badyourself”, Kaz counters easily, indulging Snake in one small kiss.“C'mon, we got work to do.”

“You have workto do. I'm just”, he gestures lazily, going for Ocelot's fingerguns but with half the enthusiasm behind it, “there for theeffect.”

This time Kaz rolls hiseyes. “Same difference. You comin' or what?”

“Right behind you.”

The deal was goinggreat – if Kaz were a more optimistic person, 'perfectly' – whena solid weight stumbles into him, big arms wrapping around him.

“Kaaaz.”

Oh no.

Whatever genuinenessKaz's smile had goes up in smoke instantly. Nodding to the representatives ofthe soon-to-be allied PMC, he forces out, “If you'll excuse me,gentlemen”, before backing away as gracefully as he can consideringhis heavy drunk Boss hanging at his side.

“What the hell areyou doing?”, Kaz hisses the moment they're out of earshot andpushes Venom away from him. He rethinks that decision when the othersways visibly, keeping a steadying hand on the crook of his elbow.Not even the superb – expensive – quality of the fabricunder his fingers can smother his ever-growing fury now.

“I love youuu.”

You irresponsible, insufferable–

Kaz takes a deepbreath. “Okay.” Waving over one of the waiters offering canapésto the guests, he asks for some water, “a bottle, if you have it”,and seethes some more at the understanding/pitying look he receivesin return.

Meanwhile Venom hasscrapped together his remaining concentration to fix Kaz with a sadlook. “You don't?”

“C'mon, c'mon”, Kaz mumbles under his breath, searching the room for the waiter. Louder, he says: “Don't what, V?”

“Love me.”

That certainly gainsKaz's attention. With a start he remembers Venom is not only a cuddly drunk, but also amelancholic one.

Kaz lowers his voice,keeping an eye on the party-goers around them.

“What? Ofcourse I do, you know that.”

Venom shrinks back allthe same. Kaz never believed in God but he'd be lying if he wasn't hoping for some kind of miracle, some surge of eternal patience thelike Venom always seems to have.

“Hey, listen. Ilove you.” Kaz has to duck a little to catch Venom's gaze,subtly hugging him to his side. “I just... really need you sober rightnow.”

Someone clears theirthroat beside them, making Kaz jump. “Sir, your water”, says thewaiter, no doubt standing there for a while now; Asshole, Kazthinks but thanks him anyways. The bottle goes straight to Venom, whofrowns at it until Kaz frowns at him.

“Drink.”

“Don't wanna.”

Oh, for–“Drink. Please.”

Venom blinks slowly,then raises his only visible eyebrow.

Kaz groans internally.“What now?”

“I'll drink...”

“...if?”

“...if you dance withme.”

You sneaky little–

Kaz narrows his eyes.It's mostly covered by his aviators but Venom is observant enough toread his expression, drunk or not. He waits.

All the hours Kaz putinto this deal flash through his mind, all the work that'll be wastedif he – they, unfortunately – don't get that signature.

“...”

“Is that a yes, Kaz?”

It takes considerableeffort to unclench his jaw to speak. “Yes, Snake.”

“Deal.”

Venom takes asip, going for smooth even if a little dribbles past his lips ontohis too-tight shirt.

“Just for the record,I'm hating every second of this.”

Venom laughs quietly,his breath brushing Kaz's ear. Kaz tightens his hand on Venom'sprosthetic to not stumble as they turn slowly to the rhythm ofthe music.

Rearranging his grip onKaz's lower back, Venom holds him close to his chest. He stoppedswaying after dutifully downing the entire bottle of water underKaz's observation. That was an hour ago.

“For the record: Idon't believe you.”

Kaz huffs and saysnothing.

They dance a whilelonger, skipping the faster songs for Kaz's sake although Venom nevermentions it. To return the favor, Kaz doesn't (seriously) protestwhen he's pulled onto the dance floor again and again.

Until he spots thebusinessmen hanging around the bar, eyes on them as they nurse theirdrinks, and Kaz remembers with a start there's still a job to bedone.

“V–“

“Don't worry, Ialready got it.”

Kaz leans out of theirembrace to take in Venom's expression properly. Too innocent. Alittle smug. “...What?”

“The signature. Ialready got it.”

Having gone through hisrage fuel a while ago, Kaz just groans. Knowing Venom, he did all ofthis for– “A dance. You did all this so I'd dance with you, didn't you?”

“Well”, Venomdrawls, dropping the act at Kaz's glare. “Yes and no. I ambuzzed, that's for sure. Who knew negotiating meant 'drink toimpress'?”

“Lightweight”, Kazgrumbles without heat. The deal is safe, that's all that matters.Except...

“V? Next time, justask me.”

Venom smiles. “I willif you say yes.”

The song ends. Kazknows they should go now. He hesitates.

“One more?”, Venomasks hopefully and Kaz goes with him, surrendering to his lead–

It happens so fast.

Kaz trips over aminiscule bump in the floor, his prosthetic digging into his stumphard enough to make him gasp in pain as he stumbles and falls–

Rrrip!

Next thing he knowshe's in Venom's arms, safely out of harm's way. Kaz blinks, his heartalmost beating out his chest with residue adrenaline as he takesstock of the situation.

“Uh, V?”

“You okay?”

They speaksimultaneously, then fall silent. A second passes in which they sharean owlish look, first at each other, then down at the popped buttonsexposing Venom's chest.

It's the realizationthat Venom's bulging biceps ripped through the sleeves of his shirtthat breaks the spell and they laugh, harder than ever before.

#mgs #mgsv #mgs fanfiction #vkaz #ask #I LOVE THIS ASK I LOVE IT SO MUCH #bless you my friend #here you have a drabble for that wonderful idea #now excuse me i'll go daydream of V's muscles now #artichokebean

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