[ He probably shouldn't be (maybe unintentionally) riling his brother up while trying to coax him into bed to actually sleep but Vash has never really been one to make a lot of plans before falling into the heat of things. This is no different, even though he'd at least had some semblance of an idea on how to get his brother to come to his room and sleep with him.
The growl gets nothing from Vash other than one of those light, throaty laughs he does. He doesn't look back at his brother, but does take a moment to tangle their fingers together instead, tugging lightly as he ambles down the hallway and back towards the end of it where the double doors lead into the little alcove that separate Vash's room and the stairwell towards Nai's own. Instead of dragging Nai up the curved stairs decorated with books and plants in inlaid bookshelves, Vash pulls him into the room that's mostly windows that he uses as his bedroom. He turns when they reach his bed, tugging Nai in close again to nose against the cheek decorated with his own beautymark. ]
Sorry, couldn't help it. Bed's warm. [ It's an implied meaning, one that has no heat behind it, not tonight. The pattering of rain starts to hit the windows that arch into the ceiling and Vash lifts a hand to brush over the back of his brother's neck. ]I'll stay with you.
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The growl gets nothing from Vash other than one of those light, throaty laughs he does. He doesn't look back at his brother, but does take a moment to tangle their fingers together instead, tugging lightly as he ambles down the hallway and back towards the end of it where the double doors lead into the little alcove that separate Vash's room and the stairwell towards Nai's own. Instead of dragging Nai up the curved stairs decorated with books and plants in inlaid bookshelves, Vash pulls him into the room that's mostly windows that he uses as his bedroom. He turns when they reach his bed, tugging Nai in close again to nose against the cheek decorated with his own beautymark. ]
Sorry, couldn't help it. Bed's warm. [ It's an implied meaning, one that has no heat behind it, not tonight. The pattering of rain starts to hit the windows that arch into the ceiling and Vash lifts a hand to brush over the back of his brother's neck. ]I'll stay with you.