[Oh fuck, they're having premarital hand-holding and Ain is so fucking gay. Somehow, they haven't done this enough. Somehow they've got everything else done, Ain's had his tongue up in places tongues shouldn't go, but handholding is what's currently killing him.
Ain squeezes Vash's hand in his anyway, drawing it up to his lips in a moment of lost inhibitions. He kisses the back of it with his eyes fluttering shut, sighing into the skin, and only when his brain clicks on a while later does he realise oh no and suddenly drop their hands in between them.]
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Ain squeezes Vash's hand in his anyway, drawing it up to his lips in a moment of lost inhibitions. He kisses the back of it with his eyes fluttering shut, sighing into the skin, and only when his brain clicks on a while later does he realise oh no and suddenly drop their hands in between them.]
Okay. Hot chocolate and a shower. C'mon.