( well. that makes two of them, doesn't it? wanting to make sure what they're feeling is real —
of course he hadn't been thinking when he'd closed that distance between them, when he'd taken the blond's mouth in a kiss that he swears he's going to be able to feel, to taste in the back of his mind until he can no longer take a breath, and while he's never really thought about death in terms of his own very much up to now, he's pretty sure he could take the final steps to his grave in that very moment and feel like he has no regrets.
finally, a distant voice insists once again, you're finally gettin' your shit together, aren't ya?
vash nuzzles into his palm, and his heart fucking aches as he does it, wanting nothing more than to take away any of the hurt that still lingers in his chest, the ache of everything he thinks he's missing and replacing it with everything he has in him to give. anythin' you want, blondie. anythin' i've got, it's yours until you decide you don't want it.
he leans in and brushes a kiss to the center of the other's forehead, nosing beneath the fall of his bangs with a hum. more of a rumble than anything else. )
'Course I'll go. ( he says quietly at first,like it's a secret just between the two of them. ) Haven't you figured out yet, there's nowhere you could go that I'm not gonna follow?
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Date: 2023-12-20 04:54 pm (UTC)of course he hadn't been thinking when he'd closed that distance between them, when he'd taken the blond's mouth in a kiss that he swears he's going to be able to feel, to taste in the back of his mind until he can no longer take a breath, and while he's never really thought about death in terms of his own very much up to now, he's pretty sure he could take the final steps to his grave in that very moment and feel like he has no regrets.
finally, a distant voice insists once again, you're finally gettin' your shit together, aren't ya?
vash nuzzles into his palm, and his heart fucking aches as he does it, wanting nothing more than to take away any of the hurt that still lingers in his chest, the ache of everything he thinks he's missing and replacing it with everything he has in him to give. anythin' you want, blondie. anythin' i've got, it's yours until you decide you don't want it.
he leans in and brushes a kiss to the center of the other's forehead, nosing beneath the fall of his bangs with a hum. more of a rumble than anything else. )
'Course I'll go. ( he says quietly at first,like it's a secret just between the two of them. ) Haven't you figured out yet, there's nowhere you could go that I'm not gonna follow?