It makes Vash's jaw click shut immediately, anything he might have said otherwise dying in his throat. He's stunned into wide eyed silence, staring at Dolph as he recounts the memory of finding Vash gone. It's so much like what he'd experienced, and a sudden weight wells in his stomach before it's all but obliterated the moment Dolph presses his lips to Vash's own.
Something tight wells up in his throat and if Vash needed to breathe he might have found it hard to in this moment. Instead he stares breathless, letting Dolph's words rattle around his brain and take seat there.
Stop? He doesn't know how. He can try, though. He can try. ]
I don't know how. But I'll try.
[ It's muttered, his attention on detangling their fingers to flex his own. If this had been any other time, before his first year in Visium, he might have withdrawn. Instead, Vash lifts his hand up to settle against the side of Dolph's face. There's a moment when his calloused thumb brushes over Dolph's cheekbone, just underneath his eye and Vash leans in...
and
He hesitates, their lips not quite touching but his breath instead skirts between them for a moment as he watches Dolph's expression and waits for any sort of pull or tug away—
Tenatively, barely a ghost of anything, Vash presses his lips to Dolph's like some kind of promise. He'll try. ]
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It makes Vash's jaw click shut immediately, anything he might have said otherwise dying in his throat. He's stunned into wide eyed silence, staring at Dolph as he recounts the memory of finding Vash gone. It's so much like what he'd experienced, and a sudden weight wells in his stomach before it's all but obliterated the moment Dolph presses his lips to Vash's own.
Something tight wells up in his throat and if Vash needed to breathe he might have found it hard to in this moment. Instead he stares breathless, letting Dolph's words rattle around his brain and take seat there.
Stop? He doesn't know how. He can try, though.
He can try. ]
I don't know how. But I'll try.
[ It's muttered, his attention on detangling their fingers to flex his own. If this had been any other time, before his first year in Visium, he might have withdrawn. Instead, Vash lifts his hand up to settle against the side of Dolph's face. There's a moment when his calloused thumb brushes over Dolph's cheekbone, just underneath his eye and Vash leans in...
and
He hesitates, their lips not quite touching but his breath instead skirts between them for a moment as he watches Dolph's expression and waits for any sort of pull or tug away—
Tenatively, barely a ghost of anything, Vash presses his lips to Dolph's like some kind of promise. He'll try. ]