[Vash exhales on something of a laugh, one that comes out in a breath of cold steam between them.]
That's something you should know about me by now. I never have a plan for anything.
[It's true, Vash is flying by the seat of his pants literally 100% of the time. Acting on instinct, impulse, or whathaveyou. This...feels less like instinct, and more like what's right. What that painfully tense, burning heart in his chest is telling him to.
His chest only gets tighter when Ain says he might kiss him, and Vash is immediately shuffling a little in place, crunching the snow under his boots. He drops his voice to a whisper, as if someone might overhear.]
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That's something you should know about me by now. I never have a plan for anything.
[It's true, Vash is flying by the seat of his pants literally 100% of the time. Acting on instinct, impulse, or whathaveyou. This...feels less like instinct, and more like what's right. What that painfully tense, burning heart in his chest is telling him to.
His chest only gets tighter when Ain says he might kiss him, and Vash is immediately shuffling a little in place, crunching the snow under his boots. He drops his voice to a whisper, as if someone might overhear.]
...you promise?