A/N: Yikes! Sorry for the wait guys! Life's been pretty crazy, and I'm getting a little worn down :/ I just kinda came up with this one shot, no one requested it but I really wanted to write it so here it is. Hope you enjoy~

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Vincent hated waiting.

So it was especially his luck that he was stuck here at the airport, his flight having been delayed due to storms that made it unsafe for flying. It was announced that he, along with many others, would have to wait until they passed to board their flight.

Huffing, he sat himself in an uncomfortable blue chair attached to the ground and angrily crossed his arms, glaring at nothing in particular.

"Um, excuse me, d-do you know if Flight 313 has boarded yet?" A timid voice broke him out of his thoughts. He looked up in surprise, to find a nervous looking younger man stare expectantly at him through chestnut bangs. He stared for a moment, brain malfunctioning before he managed to get out, "Nah, storms delayed a bunch of flights, I'm pretty sure yours was in there."

The man smiled with relief (damn that's a cute smile) and exclaimed, "Oh thank God! I thought I missed it. Well, thank you." The stranger looked around, probably for a seat to sit in, but frowned when he couldn't find one. Wow, that's a cute frown dammit everything he does is cute—and Vincent quickly went into action and pulled one of his suitcases off the chair that was next to him and gestured to it.

The man blinked. "O-oh! Thanks." He plopped down in the chair and slid the bag off his shoulder, leaning back with a heavy sigh. He suddenly straightened, an embarrassed look on his face. "Oh God, I haven't introduced myself have I? I'm Scott! Gosh, I'm sorry, that's rude of me! My brain's been all. . ." Scott stuck out a hand while rambling apologetically.

He was halted mid-sentence when Vincent grabbed hold of his hand, but instead of shaking it, he raised it to his mouth and paused. "May I?"

Scott furrowed his brows, confused, but nodded. He froze when warm lips pressed themselves to his knuckles. Those pure white eyes looking up at him locked him in place as a hot blush burned on his face.

Vincent took his sweet time to study that face—big dark eyes, soft looking brown hair, and the lovely shade of red that dusted his cheeks. His voice flowed out like velvet, deep and smooth.

"I'm Vincent. Pleased to meet you." He waggled his brows playfully. "Very pleased."

Scott blushed harder and pulled his away, smiling nervously-a look that also looked pretty damn adorable.

Maybe waiting a little wouldn't be so bad after all.

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A/N: Alright, here come replies:

AddiLion: Thank you! I'm doing a lot better.

And that was it for replies, runnin' just a bit short guys :( Make sure to leave a review so I can make these the best oneshots possible! See ya in the next chapter~