( he loves the sound of his brother's laughter, always has and always will, even if he doesn't admit it out loud very often; seeing vash happy, he thinks, is one of the best parts of being here with him now. almost like there had never been any tension between them, and there hadn't been a century and a half spent apart just because he had his own vision of a future he wanted nothing more than to share with the most important person in the whole of his existence.
he presses his cheek into the touch to his jaw, and it's always going to be entirely too easy to give his brother what he wants, even without him asking for it outright. they're both getting better about using their words, and he huffs out a small noise, something caught between a laugh and a sigh as he moves to unfold himself. )
I wouldn't say I'm exhausted. ( he murmurs, pulling away from those soft touches just enough to roll to his feet and come around to the other side of the couch, arms curling around his brother's tiny waist and pulling him in close to murmur against his mouth. )
you like it
he presses his cheek into the touch to his jaw, and it's always going to be entirely too easy to give his brother what he wants, even without him asking for it outright. they're both getting better about using their words, and he huffs out a small noise, something caught between a laugh and a sigh as he moves to unfold himself. )
I wouldn't say I'm exhausted. ( he murmurs, pulling away from those soft touches just enough to roll to his feet and come around to the other side of the couch, arms curling around his brother's tiny waist and pulling him in close to murmur against his mouth. )
How can I say no to you, hm?