Labyrinthum Inbox Redux

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[laserhawk]

Vash. When have I ever done anything I don't want to do?

[ he hesitates, unsure now. he knows vash is skittish when it comes to gifts. but it was just donuts?

maybe it's him. he's not doing it right.

still. he rests his hand on top of vash's. ]

I like doing special things for you. Because it's you.

[bountyfull]

[ He laughs. ]

Well, when you put it that way...

[ He glances back at Dolph and immediately tangles their fingers together. He squeezes Dolph's hand a moment later. ]

Sorry. I should be more thankful. I am. Thank you.

[ He means it. Since he has one hand holding Dolph's own, its his prosthetic hand that he uses to flip the lid open, and immediately his expression shifts, his eyes crinkling at the corners with the grin on his face. ]

You really do know me pretty well. These look amazing, Dolph!

[laserhawk]

[ he immediately relaxes, relief coursing down his body. he squeezes back, their knuckles pressed together. ]

You don't have to be thankful, you can just . . . be happy. It's tricky, but I believe you can do it. We'll do it together.

[ his expression softens. ]

I'm glad you like them.

[bountyfull]

Happy. Right.

[ Vash so often wears happy on his face like someone would a mask. It's so much easier to slip into "happy" than the genuine feeling. But he likes the sound of trying more often for something genuine, and not doing it on his own. ]

Well, it'd make me happy if you shared one with me.

[ VASH. ]

[laserhawk]

[ he chuckles. ]

Sure. We can share the first one. But you have to pick.

[bountyfull]

[ He points to the chocolate one clearly covered in chocolate frosting and what looks like whipped cream. Or at least something that is mimicking it. ]

Definitely that one. We're going to need a knife.

[laserhawk]

[ thankfully, there seems to be some usable cutlery on this table by this shop. dolph plucks one and neatly cuts it in half. he pushes it towards vash. ]

You first.