he heard that right, didn't he?? Vash just called him pretty?? Wh. What the fuck.
Ain's cheeks are already red due to the cold, but he can feel the way the heat rises to them further while his brain tries to process what Vash just said. Like. He didn't hallucinate this. He's not drunker than previously thought, Vash just called him pretty and he's looking— he's looking at Ain like Ain put the fucking stars in the sky.
Hhhh.
Okay! So! Ain is going into cardiac arrest. Coyly, he twirls his braid around his finger, trying to occupy himself. It's not the nervous, anxious plucking of his fur sleeves he tries to do when things get bad, it's an embarrassed, extremely flustered wiggle that he has to get out of his system. There's a soft cooing in the back of his throat while his feathers fluff up a bit. Then...
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Ah... um. [fuck.] If you say things like that, I won't be able to focus on anything but you! Don't tell me this was your plan all along?
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he heard that right, didn't he?? Vash just called him pretty?? Wh. What the fuck.
Ain's cheeks are already red due to the cold, but he can feel the way the heat rises to them further while his brain tries to process what Vash just said. Like. He didn't hallucinate this. He's not drunker than previously thought, Vash just called him pretty and he's looking— he's looking at Ain like Ain put the fucking stars in the sky.
Hhhh.
Okay! So! Ain is going into cardiac arrest. Coyly, he twirls his braid around his finger, trying to occupy himself. It's not the nervous, anxious plucking of his fur sleeves he tries to do when things get bad, it's an embarrassed, extremely flustered wiggle that he has to get out of his system. There's a soft cooing in the back of his throat while his feathers fluff up a bit. Then...
...]
Ah... um. [fuck.] If you say things like that, I won't be able to focus on anything but you! Don't tell me this was your plan all along?
[Haha. Fuck. That was lame. Dammit.]
...I might kiss you, if so. [better.]