“Hey baby…” Val let out a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding. His arms wrapped around her and he breathed her in. This is what he’d needed all night.
“Hey,” Zendaya’s nails wove into the hair at the nape of his neck, “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be, Alfonso deserved it. He killed it.” Zendaya could hear a slight strain in his voice, just enough that she knew that he was still upset. She pulled back so she could look at him.
“This is me, Val. You can be as petty as you want,” She pressed her forehead against his, “I love you, ya know.” His lips turned up at the corners.
“Really? Cause I think you might have to tell me a few more times before I believe it,” Val’s mocking voice was so low that shivers travelled up Zendaya’s back.
Zendaya let out a small giggle and kissed his cheek, “I love you,” his nose, “I love you,” his other cheek, “I love you,” and hovered right above his lips, “I love you.” He leaned forward enough to capture her lips before she could move again.
“Okay, I believe you,” he breathed before joining their lips again.