[ something wants nothing more than to kiss vash in that moment, to shut him up instead of letting his words wash over him like cold water. even after so many months of being together he struggles with how easily they see through him, how quickly and effectively they're able to pin down the meaning behind his words and actions because it is like looking into a mirror. he has been getting better act it, accepting all of it, not dodging as much as he once did or trying to distract from the subject.
dante breathes out and rests his forehead against vash's shoulder, fingers twitching slightly in the grip he has around vash's middle. because he is right, horribly right, that dante does sometimes wonder if he deserves to future he's paved for himself. if it is okay to leave everything to the girls back home and actually settle in here with them. his family is here, he has nero and vergil and he has them─ vash and wolfwood, two people who've become more than just some casual fling. they're important. they're...
he swallows the lump that threatens to form in his throat, just as vash bonks his head against dante's own, pulling the devil hunter from the depths of his own thoughts. he lifts his head, smile sitting crookedly on his face. ]
Yeah? I'm that important, am I?
[ yes, he has said as much to the both of them before but it is different hearing it back. ]
Keep talking like that and you'll have me swooning.
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dante breathes out and rests his forehead against vash's shoulder, fingers twitching slightly in the grip he has around vash's middle. because he is right, horribly right, that dante does sometimes wonder if he deserves to future he's paved for himself. if it is okay to leave everything to the girls back home and actually settle in here with them. his family is here, he has nero and vergil and he has them─ vash and wolfwood, two people who've become more than just some casual fling. they're important. they're...
he swallows the lump that threatens to form in his throat, just as vash bonks his head against dante's own, pulling the devil hunter from the depths of his own thoughts. he lifts his head, smile sitting crookedly on his face. ]
Yeah? I'm that important, am I?
[ yes, he has said as much to the both of them before but it is different hearing it back. ]
Keep talking like that and you'll have me swooning.