[The thought had occurred to Vash, in the same way the thought of Wolfwood's blood running through his fingers had. Inevitably, Wolfwood will die. Knowing them, it would be bloody and violent, but the alternative was... still a remote possibility. Yet even if the Punisher's life was little more than a blink in comparison to Wolfwood, there would never be anyone like him.
Vash had lived for 150 years and never fell so hard, so fast for someone. He doubted he ever could again. He'd have to spend their entire shared lives together, however long that may be, committing every second to his memory. It was the only way to survive the centuries that would follow.
Thankfully, Wolfwood doesn't let him dwell on these bittersweet possibilities. Between wiping those tears away, and the words that follow, Vash finds himself thoroughly distracted. Laughter, boyish and soft, bubbles out of him. He shakes his head, amusement clear on his features.]
I could think of a few ways to do that. [And maybe, if his face didn't immediately crumple into a yawn, it might have sounded suggestive. But the fact is,Vash hasn't slept well the past few days.
Or. You know. At all.
Which means Wolfwood an eyewitness to loudest, most exaggerated dad yawn on the planet. Because since when has Vash the Stampede ever done anything normal or in a contained capacity.]
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Vash had lived for 150 years and never fell so hard, so fast for someone. He doubted he ever could again. He'd have to spend their entire shared lives together, however long that may be, committing every second to his memory. It was the only way to survive the centuries that would follow.
Thankfully, Wolfwood doesn't let him dwell on these bittersweet possibilities. Between wiping those tears away, and the words that follow, Vash finds himself thoroughly distracted. Laughter, boyish and soft, bubbles out of him. He shakes his head, amusement clear on his features.]
I could think of a few ways to do that. [And maybe, if his face didn't immediately crumple into a yawn, it might have sounded suggestive. But the fact is,Vash hasn't slept well the past few days.
Or. You know. At all.
Which means Wolfwood an eyewitness to loudest, most exaggerated dad yawn on the planet. Because since when has Vash the Stampede ever done anything normal or in a contained capacity.]