Vash pushing against his forehead, leaning in and filling his vision made his face fall all that much more, his heart aching, that smile making the hurt that much worse. But he pressed back, even as his vision blurred until he could barely make out the features of his face beside puddles of color, orange and blue eyes, pale skin and blonde hair that became a hazy mess that he tried to blink back into clarity.
"It's...it's not enough, though, is it? It's never gonna be enough." And he sounded almost devastated at the thought. "You're the only son of a bitch on this entire fuckin' rock that deserves some fuckin' peace, but-..."
Nothing can stop this kind of pain. He finds happiness with Wolfwood, but Wolfwood isn't immortal. Wolfwood's life won't even last as long as a normal human's, and then Vash will be back to square one, all alone, suffering in silence, letting himself be abused and hurt and shot and mangled and traumatized because he thought that was what he deserved.
And it all just reminded him of the man he'd left behind. How well they'd moved together, how strong they were as a team, how they just seemed to know each other better than anyone else ever had. And he'd left him. He'd let his foolish impulses take away one of the only things that might have, if he was as much like the man in front of him as Wolfwood knew he was, made him feel like he wasn't all alone and destined to suffer for God only knew how long.
lol omg yeah, I've done that, too. Just suddenly "Where did it go???"
"It's...it's not enough, though, is it? It's never gonna be enough." And he sounded almost devastated at the thought. "You're the only son of a bitch on this entire fuckin' rock that deserves some fuckin' peace, but-..."
Nothing can stop this kind of pain. He finds happiness with Wolfwood, but Wolfwood isn't immortal. Wolfwood's life won't even last as long as a normal human's, and then Vash will be back to square one, all alone, suffering in silence, letting himself be abused and hurt and shot and mangled and traumatized because he thought that was what he deserved.
And it all just reminded him of the man he'd left behind. How well they'd moved together, how strong they were as a team, how they just seemed to know each other better than anyone else ever had. And he'd left him. He'd let his foolish impulses take away one of the only things that might have, if he was as much like the man in front of him as Wolfwood knew he was, made him feel like he wasn't all alone and destined to suffer for God only knew how long.