[ the pinch hurts (not really; it, in fact, feels good because it means wolfwood's hands are on him) and vash whines, knocking away wolfwood's hands and rubbing his cheek, looking at him with a pout. ]
Well get used to it, that's always how I look at you, you meanie.
[ wolfwood can't help a smile and a gruff little noise because stop looking so cute, jerk. what is he to do with you? his hands, however, comes to cup his face briefly before letting him go. if vash looks at him like that all the time, well... well. that's really kind of nice. and it makes wolfwood shy. and embarrassed. so he quickly changes the subject: ]
[ vash's lips part, tongue peeking out as he thinks. no one's ever asked him what he wants, and he's left scrambling to think of an answer. Eventually, he settles on a small, awkward laugh, rubbing the back of his head. ]
I've never thought about it? I'll take anything you give me, really. And you don't have to buy me presents, I was just saying that if you do, I'll treasure them.
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Well get used to it, that's always how I look at you, you meanie.
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Well then, what else did you want me to get ya?
[ he'll take notes. ]
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I've never thought about it? I'll take anything you give me, really. And you don't have to buy me presents, I was just saying that if you do, I'll treasure them.