[For a few seconds, Vash holds that smile. He's picked up something of a habit since he's come back. As their new form of normalcy has settled in, he's found himself stopping and staring. It's usually in the busier, but tender moments. Having Livio in the house has presented lots of those. Usually, he can stop and watch while the other two men share a moment with each other. Life, now more than ever, is a fragile thing. He wants to learn to treasure the little things while he still can.
Maybe Livio's caught on. Maybe he's been oblivious. Neither of them can deny the fact that Vash has been doing it now, though. Their eyes are practically locked on each other, not to mention the positively gooey smile that starts to spread over his lips.
It lasts only the space of a few heartbeats. Then he's scratching at the back of his head and looking away.]
Jeez, maybe it's not the cloths that did it. Maybe I just needed you around!
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Maybe Livio's caught on. Maybe he's been oblivious. Neither of them can deny the fact that Vash has been doing it now, though. Their eyes are practically locked on each other, not to mention the positively gooey smile that starts to spread over his lips.
It lasts only the space of a few heartbeats. Then he's scratching at the back of his head and looking away.]
Jeez, maybe it's not the cloths that did it. Maybe I just needed you around!
[Wait, did he just say that out loud.]