[Here Ain is thinking that he's going to lovingly make pillow talk before they move on to the next thing, and... nope. When he talks and there's no response, he has an internal moment of panic like did I kill him is he dead before he catches the rise and fall of Vash's chest. Okay. He's alive. He's not dead. Ain did not make "little deaths" literal.
Boy, the heart attack, come on.]
Haha... I didn't mean to knock you out, [he whispers to Vash's, erm, almost-corpse,] I'm sorry. It was cute how you came twice, though.
[boy he cannot hear you he died.
Ain would have loved to spend longer just. In Vash. but the guy is unconscious, and Ain feels bad that he's sort of fainted in a pool of his own fluids, so. He pulls out, sighs, and sets about cleaning them both up as much as he can. Vash will have to get the rest tomorrow when he bathes, if he can get out of bed at all. From there, uh... Ain's going to just shuffle Vash aside to get the comforter off the bed and replace it with the stolen one, because yeah, the sheets are kind of a nightmare. He's mentally patting himself on the back for stealing this one, though.
With that, he's tucking them both in for the night and flipping the lights off. Vash will wake up with a sleepy bird nuzzled against his chest and surrounded by wings, assuming he wakes up in time for breakfast tomorrow at all. If he sleeps through it, well, Ain will simply go get something and bring it back. No big deal.]
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Boy, the heart attack, come on.]
Haha... I didn't mean to knock you out, [he whispers to Vash's, erm, almost-corpse,] I'm sorry. It was cute how you came twice, though.
[boy he cannot hear you he died.
Ain would have loved to spend longer just. In Vash. but the guy is unconscious, and Ain feels bad that he's sort of fainted in a pool of his own fluids, so. He pulls out, sighs, and sets about cleaning them both up as much as he can. Vash will have to get the rest tomorrow when he bathes, if he can get out of bed at all. From there, uh... Ain's going to just shuffle Vash aside to get the comforter off the bed and replace it with the stolen one, because yeah, the sheets are kind of a nightmare. He's mentally patting himself on the back for stealing this one, though.
With that, he's tucking them both in for the night and flipping the lights off. Vash will wake up with a sleepy bird nuzzled against his chest and surrounded by wings, assuming he wakes up in time for breakfast tomorrow at all. If he sleeps through it, well, Ain will simply go get something and bring it back. No big deal.]