[ To make him happy. He lifts their threaded fingers up to press a kiss to Dolph's knuckles, even as they head toward the greenhouse. He'd felt a little lost earlier, sitting alone in his inn room. But somehow, as it always seems to happen lately, he finds Dolph's company grounding. Comforting. ]
[ There's a few moments where they're walking and he's mulling over what Dolph has said. He doesn't talk, but he does brush his thumb over the skin of Dolph's hand, almost absently. ]
You know... When we first met, you were more closed off. But I've definitely seen you grow. Improving or whatever it is, even if it's hard sometimes, you're still moving forward.
I think that's the best we can do sometimes and it's good enough.
[ the best, huh? he hopes so. dolph has no way of measuring his time here. the worth. whether it'll carry on. he just has to assume. hope. believe. none of these things come easily to him. he's far more used to betrayal than anything else.
but he knows he'll be failing himself most of all if he doesn't try. ]
I just . . . don't want to miss my chances. That's all. So I take them all.
Is it really that hard to believe? That I would do that?
[ He leans over to bump shoulders with Dolph, laughing a little. When he speaks its very quiet, almost like he might be a little cautious about saying it out loud. He's never been good at expressing himself. ]
dolph's eye goes wide and his breathing stutters to a stop. he had never doubted vash's feelings. he knows the man struggles with his own feelings. his own self. a struggle dolph very much understands. didn't mind being patient about because vash promised him he'd try. and he does. vash promised he'd come back. and he did.
vash was miraculous that way. choked, dolph squeezes their hand, pulling him close. ]
[ Dolph's lucky that Vash manages to keep his feet steady when he gets pulled and doesn't do anything spectacularly...vash, and trip. It takes a lot, because even though he's unsurprised to hear the words aimed in his direction, its still new. So very new.
He's almost too focused on the tight warmth in his chest to speak, so it's still quiet, no louder than a whisper. ]
W-woah hey. Hi.
[ He bumps their foreheads together, a motion that's become rather familiar to him when it comes to Dolph. ]
[ his voice comes out a touch breathless too. vash isn't the only one taking it all in. he feels like gold. precious and touched all over. like everything in life just connected, crystal clear. ]
You really said it.
[ awed, as he presses their foreheads together, brushing some of vash's hair back. ]
[ Like a cat, he's quick to lean into the brush of fingers through his hair, his own hands lifting up to rest lightly against Dolph's neck, mismatched thumbs brushing against his jaw. ]
Maybe timing's not my strong suit.
[ It's a joke at his own expense, but he laughs anyway. It's quiet, like much of this conversation and it trails to nothing when he leans in to press a kiss to Dolph's lips. ]
[ he had meant to ask if there was anything else on vash's mind. it seemed like there was something, earlier. but all thoughts are chased away as he basks in this feeling. there's nothing quite like being told you're loved. it's heady.
so he kisses back sweetly, one to each corner of vash's lips. ]
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[ To make him happy. He lifts their threaded fingers up to press a kiss to Dolph's knuckles, even as they head toward the greenhouse. He'd felt a little lost earlier, sitting alone in his inn room. But somehow, as it always seems to happen lately, he finds Dolph's company grounding. Comforting. ]
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Maybe. But it feels like a lot. Being happy. Staying happy. Making other people happy.
I was never any good at it. I've just . . . improved.
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You know... When we first met, you were more closed off. But I've definitely seen you grow. Improving or whatever it is, even if it's hard sometimes, you're still moving forward.
I think that's the best we can do sometimes and it's good enough.
[ Maybe he's talking about them both here. ]
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but he knows he'll be failing himself most of all if he doesn't try. ]
I just . . . don't want to miss my chances. That's all. So I take them all.
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[ He turns his gaze to look at Dolph, his expression rather serene considering the conversation. ]
So, whatever I can do to help. Just ask.
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Just like that?
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[ He leans over to bump shoulders with Dolph, laughing a little. When he speaks its very quiet, almost like he might be a little cautious about saying it out loud. He's never been good at expressing himself. ]
...I love you. Of course I would.
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dolph's eye goes wide and his breathing stutters to a stop. he had never doubted vash's feelings. he knows the man struggles with his own feelings. his own self. a struggle dolph very much understands. didn't mind being patient about because vash promised him he'd try. and he does. vash promised he'd come back. and he did.
vash was miraculous that way. choked, dolph squeezes their hand, pulling him close. ]
I love you too.
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He's almost too focused on the tight warmth in his chest to speak, so it's still quiet, no louder than a whisper. ]
W-woah hey. Hi.
[ He bumps their foreheads together, a motion that's become rather familiar to him when it comes to Dolph. ]
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[ his voice comes out a touch breathless too. vash isn't the only one taking it all in. he feels like gold. precious and touched all over. like everything in life just connected, crystal clear. ]
You really said it.
[ awed, as he presses their foreheads together, brushing some of vash's hair back. ]
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[ Like a cat, he's quick to lean into the brush of fingers through his hair, his own hands lifting up to rest lightly against Dolph's neck, mismatched thumbs brushing against his jaw. ]
Maybe timing's not my strong suit.
[ It's a joke at his own expense, but he laughs anyway. It's quiet, like much of this conversation and it trails to nothing when he leans in to press a kiss to Dolph's lips. ]
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so he kisses back sweetly, one to each corner of vash's lips. ]
Doesn't matter. It was perfect.
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I don't know about perfect, but I'm not gonna argue.
[ As far as he's concerned, they can stand right here for however long and he'd be perfectly content. ]
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[ because dolph is keen on ending any more talk, just focusing on holding vash and laying more kisses down. ]