[ Vash shrugged back, though there was a flinch as Wolfwood pointed it out. His Wolfwood, one of the first thing he'd said after they'd met - not to him, but had said all the same - was that everyone deserved to laugh and to put some food in their belly. He had been more focused on complying since then, but... he still sometimes slipped. And right now it felt like he was letting Wolfwood down and okay let's not think about that...
He did beam at his other self at the suggestion that they move upstairs, his eyes widening at the implication of the invitation...
... which turned into way more than implication and while absolutely happy, it made vash's entire face go very, very pink. Not because of the suggestiveness, as much as the admission of want of closeness.
Of intimacy.
And he had some idea what that would do to Wolfwood, if probably not a fully-fledged idea.
He bounced to his feet, and headed towards them, wrapping their linked hands over his own neck and leaning down to wrap an arm around Wolfwood's waist, the other coming around Vash - to steady, for now, but if he thought it necessary, he'd carry his weight, also. ]
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He did beam at his other self at the suggestion that they move upstairs, his eyes widening at the implication of the invitation...
... which turned into way more than implication and while absolutely happy, it made vash's entire face go very, very pink. Not because of the suggestiveness, as much as the admission of want of closeness.
Of intimacy.
And he had some idea what that would do to Wolfwood, if probably not a fully-fledged idea.
He bounced to his feet, and headed towards them, wrapping their linked hands over his own neck and leaning down to wrap an arm around Wolfwood's waist, the other coming around Vash - to steady, for now, but if he thought it necessary, he'd carry his weight, also. ]
Upstairs is a great idea.