[Ain isn't sure what to make of the initial silence. Maybe he offended somehow, maybe he shouldn't give gifts that are so obviously him wearing his heart on his sleeve. Or rather, him wearing his heart around Vash's neck. Either way, it's so incredibly obvious he's pining and maybe Vash figured it out and that's Bad Now.
He's sure his anxiety is showing on his face up until Vash pulls him into a hug, at which point, his shoulders relax and he sighs out a breath he didn't know he was holding. When he reaches out to hug in kind, his fingers curl into the fabric of his owner's shirt and he squeezes like he doesn't want to be let go.]
You love it... [he echoes, because there's that word again, that "love" word being used on objects and random things that, as far as he understands it, is love but a different sort than what was just explained to him.] I'm glad. You're very important to me, so I... I just wanted to show you, somehow.
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He's sure his anxiety is showing on his face up until Vash pulls him into a hug, at which point, his shoulders relax and he sighs out a breath he didn't know he was holding. When he reaches out to hug in kind, his fingers curl into the fabric of his owner's shirt and he squeezes like he doesn't want to be let go.]
You love it... [he echoes, because there's that word again, that "love" word being used on objects and random things that, as far as he understands it, is love but a different sort than what was just explained to him.] I'm glad. You're very important to me, so I... I just wanted to show you, somehow.