[It may not be possible now, or maybe even ever...but it gives Vash hope, and hope is the thing he's clung to for years. It's what has kept him alive for this long. It's the reason he keeps going: the hope that things will get better, one day. That this world will be kinder, and the threats it faces eradicated. And maybe he's running away from his problems, as opposed to facing them head-on...but right now, the stalemate means that the people he cares about stay safe. That matters more than his own feelings.
Nevertheless, he will cling to the idea that one day, he can live a normal life. He can have his own home, in a nice little town, with a little yard and all the things you'd want for normal living. And Ain would be there, of course. And this time, maybe, Vash wouldn't ruin a good thing.
Because you're mine, and I'm yours.
That...means something.]
...Ain. I...
[And a feeling surges in his chest as he speaks, but he doesn't know where to go from there. He wants to tell Ain that he means more to him than just that, but how is that possible? How can you go further than that? It's a feeling so strong that it makes Vash ache. It makes him want to cry and laugh all at the same time.
So, since the words won't come, Vash instead chooses to reach for and turn Ain's face gently up towards him so as to lean down and kiss his lips. Slow, gentle, but insistent in a way that Vash usually isn't.]
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Nevertheless, he will cling to the idea that one day, he can live a normal life. He can have his own home, in a nice little town, with a little yard and all the things you'd want for normal living. And Ain would be there, of course. And this time, maybe, Vash wouldn't ruin a good thing.
Because you're mine, and I'm yours.
That...means something.]
...Ain. I...
[And a feeling surges in his chest as he speaks, but he doesn't know where to go from there. He wants to tell Ain that he means more to him than just that, but how is that possible? How can you go further than that? It's a feeling so strong that it makes Vash ache. It makes him want to cry and laugh all at the same time.
So, since the words won't come, Vash instead chooses to reach for and turn Ain's face gently up towards him so as to lean down and kiss his lips. Slow, gentle, but insistent in a way that Vash usually isn't.]