[ oh. oh vash. it’s like he hasn’t changed at all. dolph doesn’t need to hear it all. it’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just not important enough to pry it loose from vash. maybe he will, when there is time. if they have time. dolph can already feel the trickle down of minutes, ebbing away.
instead he presses a kiss to the corner of vash’s eye, where once a tear must have slipped past before pulling away a little. though his fingers latch themselves to vash’s collar. ]
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instead he presses a kiss to the corner of vash’s eye, where once a tear must have slipped past before pulling away a little. though his fingers latch themselves to vash’s collar. ]
Do you want a drink? Or to go somewhere private?