[ he presses a soft kiss to the back of wolfwood's neck, followed by another, and then another, letting his nose drag along the line of his spine. they're both here, they're both alive... and they get to be together. that's enough for now, isn't it?
his mouth trails along the shell of his ear, nipping at it playfully. ]
You can tell me if you need space. I just.. like being with you at night. Helps me sleep, to hear someone else breathing.
[ the kisses at his neck tickle, but it's not uncomfortable, his skin tingling beneath the gentle press of vash's lips. he's not used to this warm and easy affection, so gentle and intimate, but he thinks he can. if it's from vash, he could. ]
I don't mind you being here. [ even when they fight, wolfwood has never turned him away. and maybe he takes comfort in this too, the physical proof that vash is alive, despite how quick he is to put himself in harm's way. ] So stop trying to run from me.
wolfwood's words hit him like a sledgehammer right to the chest, and his breath catches in his throat sharply. his body stills. that's exactly what he's been trying to do, isn't it..? running away from wolfwood, finding reasons to think running away is the best option. it's not kind. it's not fair, either, when wolfwood is struggling just as much, putting himself at risk to be here with vash.
but then, vash has always known he's a coward. he just wishes he weren't, for wolfwood's sake. he deserves better than vash, hiding beneath layers of clothes and half smiles and bed sheets to avoid being bare with wolfwood, in ways more than skin-deep. ]
I want.. to be here with you. [ his voice is barely a whisper, but vash manages to choke it out. ] Every night. Even when you're mad at me for something.
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[ he presses a soft kiss to the back of wolfwood's neck, followed by another, and then another, letting his nose drag along the line of his spine. they're both here, they're both alive... and they get to be together. that's enough for now, isn't it?
his mouth trails along the shell of his ear, nipping at it playfully. ]
You can tell me if you need space. I just.. like being with you at night. Helps me sleep, to hear someone else breathing.
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[ the kisses at his neck tickle, but it's not uncomfortable, his skin tingling beneath the gentle press of vash's lips. he's not used to this warm and easy affection, so gentle and intimate, but he thinks he can. if it's from vash, he could. ]
I don't mind you being here. [ even when they fight, wolfwood has never turned him away. and maybe he takes comfort in this too, the physical proof that vash is alive, despite how quick he is to put himself in harm's way. ] So stop trying to run from me.
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wolfwood's words hit him like a sledgehammer right to the chest, and his breath catches in his throat sharply. his body stills. that's exactly what he's been trying to do, isn't it..? running away from wolfwood, finding reasons to think running away is the best option. it's not kind. it's not fair, either, when wolfwood is struggling just as much, putting himself at risk to be here with vash.
but then, vash has always known he's a coward. he just wishes he weren't, for wolfwood's sake. he deserves better than vash, hiding beneath layers of clothes and half smiles and bed sheets to avoid being bare with wolfwood, in ways more than skin-deep. ]
I want.. to be here with you. [ his voice is barely a whisper, but vash manages to choke it out. ] Every night. Even when you're mad at me for something.