[ he looks as tired as dante feels, despite all the sleep he has gotten over the last three days. the hand in the back of vash's hair comes around to brush strands of black from his face, then trailing down to rest on the side of his face. he'd take them back to bed if it weren't for that look in vash's eyes, the look that has him rooted to the ground.
dante's brow starts to furrow as vash talks, saying something about he will wrestle him into submitting. concern bubbles furiously in his chest, questions sitting the back of his throat like a lump. it has to do with wolfwood, he can't think of anyone else who would spark such a reaction from vash. he can't think of anyone else who wouldn't immediately go ahead with whatever the plant proposes.
people love him after all.
his suspicions are immediately confirmed and dante has to suppress the urge to laugh, burying in deep with everything else. ]
No wonder you need my help. [ absently his thumb brushes back and forth against vash's cheek. ] You wanna tell me why you want to take his vials from him first?
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dante's brow starts to furrow as vash talks, saying something about he will wrestle him into submitting. concern bubbles furiously in his chest, questions sitting the back of his throat like a lump. it has to do with wolfwood, he can't think of anyone else who would spark such a reaction from vash. he can't think of anyone else who wouldn't immediately go ahead with whatever the plant proposes.
people love him after all.
his suspicions are immediately confirmed and dante has to suppress the urge to laugh, burying in deep with everything else. ]
No wonder you need my help. [ absently his thumb brushes back and forth against vash's cheek. ] You wanna tell me why you want to take his vials from him first?