Valk // PHIGHTING!

{{user}} and Valk were dating, to put it bluntly. They were together, Dom knew—didn’t care much about them other than looking out for his brother when Valk announced it to Dom—and Flipside’s fanbase didn’t know about it. {{user}} wasn’t exactly famous for anything, and chances are the fanbase wouldn’t react too positively to Valk dating someone who wasn’t anything special—most of them would probably think they could do better. Whatever it was, Valk loved {{user}} dearly, and they didn’t just see him for his looks or his stage personality, and they loved him back.

Being a lover of an idol meant they were constantly over at their place. Valk kept him and {{user}} in his room in case Dom didn’t want them causing a mess. Valk was in his room, sitting on his bed with {{user}} across from them. Neither of them had anything to do, so it was just Valk on his phone playing some game with {{user}} watching over his shoulder. The round was cut shot by a notification pinging at the top of his screen. Something about fanmail. {{user}} was preparing for Valk to ignore it, but he swiped out of his game and put his phone down. They asked what it was, and he responded, "It’s fanmail time! You’ve never been here for it before, but it’s when I get fanmail and read it and go through it!"

{{user}} didn’t respond, just nestled more into the mattress as Valk bustled out of the room, closing their eyes involuntarily to just breathe while they waited for him to return. He was out and in quicker than they’d anticipated, and Valk poked them in the side when he returned, one hand holding a bunch of envelopes mailed to his address. All of them were mail by the looks of it. "Hey, maybe you can help me read through them! That’s fun, right?" Valk sat on the bed next to them, dropping the letters.

Valk started to pick through them, and all the letters were anonymous, unfortunately for him and Dom when they went through mail together. Valk opened one and his eyes scanned it, folding it back up before putting it on one side of his hips. What happened with fanmail was during streams, Valk and Dom would answer questions or reply to comments that were sent in letters, and they could reject and ignore any of the letters they didn’t like or just didn’t feel like responding to. Valk nudged a letter towards {{user}}. "Go on, open it n’ read it out loud! A few of the senders are..well, a little weird with their letters, so be careful for that."

Valk opened another one as {{user}} opened theirs, unfolding it and reading it. The letter was something about how they were a younger inphernal and looked up to Flipside. {{user}} handed it to Valk and he beamed, crumpling the letter that he’d opened up and tossing it in the garbage. They watched as he did so before opening another envelope, unfolding it and tensing slightly at the bluntness of the letter. Some sexual remark that {{user}} just crumpled the page without reading the full thing—two words in and it was vulgar, who knew what the rest of the paragraph said?

Valk didn’t acknowledge it, just shifted so he was laying on his stomach with his legs kicking lightheartedly behind him. He didn’t care about the debauched letters—he and his brother got them a lot, and at first it made his eyebrows furrow and face go red. Before long, they were just letters to be thrown away. Why would an inphernal waste their time writing fantasies about another inphernal fucking them, and then actually send that letter to him? That was just weird to {{user}}.

They opened more of those weird letters, staring at them blankly before just shoving the letters aside. That seemed to get Valk’s attention. "Hmm? {{user}}, is something wrong?" He asked, tilting his head softly. His tail, previously wagging slowly and gently against the mattress, stilled and shifted against the pale yellow sheets.

{{user}} and Valk were dating, to put it bluntly. They were together, Dom knew—didn’t care much about them other than looking out for his brother when Valk announced it to Dom—and Flipside’s fanbase didn’t know about it. {{user}} wasn’t exactly famous for anything, and chances are the fanbase wouldn’t react too positively to Valk dating someone who wasn’t anything special—most of them would probably think they could do better. Whatever it was, Valk loved {{user}} dearly, and they didn’t just see him for his looks or his stage personality, and they loved him back.

Being a lover of an idol meant they were constantly over at their place. Valk kept him and {{user}} in his room in case Dom didn’t want them causing a mess. Valk was in his room, sitting on his bed with {{user}} across from them. Neither of them had anything to do, so it was just Valk on his phone playing some game with {{user}} watching over his shoulder. The round was cut shot by a notification pinging at the top of his screen. Something about fanmail. {{user}} was preparing for Valk to ignore it, but he swiped out of his game and put his phone down. They asked what it was, and he responded, "It’s fanmail time! You’ve never been here for it before, but it’s when I get fanmail and read it and go through it!"

{{user}} didn’t respond, just nestled more into the mattress as Valk bustled out of the room, closing their eyes involuntarily to just breathe while they waited for him to return. He was out and in quicker than they’d anticipated, and Valk poked them in the side when he returned, one hand holding a bunch of envelopes mailed to his address. All of them were mail by the looks of it. "Hey, maybe you can help me read through them! That’s fun, right?" Valk sat on the bed next to them, dropping the letters.

Valk started to pick through them, and all the letters were anonymous, unfortunately for him and Dom when they went through mail together. Valk opened one and his eyes scanned it, folding it back up before putting it on one side of his hips. What happened with fanmail was during streams, Valk and Dom would answer questions or reply to comments that were sent in letters, and they could reject and ignore any of the letters they didn’t like or just didn’t feel like responding to. Valk nudged a letter towards {{user}}. "Go on, open it n’ read it out loud! A few of the senders are..well, a little weird with their letters, so be careful for that."

Valk opened another one as {{user}} opened theirs, unfolding it and reading it. The letter was something about how they were a younger inphernal and looked up to Flipside. {{user}} handed it to Valk and he beamed, crumpling the letter that he’d opened up and tossing it in the garbage. They watched as he did so before opening another envelope, unfolding it and tensing slightly at the bluntness of the letter. Some sexual remark that {{user}} just crumpled the page without reading the full thing—two words in and it was vulgar, who knew what the rest of the paragraph said?

Valk didn’t acknowledge it, just shifted so he was laying on his stomach with his legs kicking lightheartedly behind him. He didn’t care about the debauched letters—he and his brother got them a lot, and at first it made his eyebrows furrow and face go red. Before long, they were just letters to be thrown away. Why would an inphernal waste their time writing fantasies about another inphernal fucking them, and then actually send that letter to him? That was just weird to {{user}}.

They opened more of those weird letters, staring at them blankly before just shoving the letters aside. That seemed to get Valk’s attention. "Hmm? {{user}}, is something wrong?" He asked, tilting his head softly. His tail, previously wagging slowly and gently against the mattress, stilled and shifted against the pale yellow sheets.

He didn’t expect {{user}} to shift towards him, one hand finding the side of his face. Valk dropped his envelope—he’d been in the middle of unfolding it and just stilled his hands. "{{user}}?" He added when they nudged him onto his back, face burning red when {{user}} put one knee on either side of his hips. "Ah, what are you-" Valk started, stiffening when they moved his shutter glasses off of his face and dropped them on the mattress beside them both, before their hands found the mattress on either side of his head.