[Vash's worries are unfounded, at least. Wolfwood genuinely only means to be gone for a short time, though getting from his house back to the main part of the Grove proves a bit more difficult than anticipated. God, he's going to have to complain at Vash again for having it built so far out...
Eventually though he makes it there, and lucky for him there are plenty of people in the Grove- like one Elsword and N- who enjoy dogs and taking care of them, particularly little puppies with a penchant for getting into trouble. He only remembered to bring her little toy for her to play with, but he lets them know she's already been fed for the evening and will just need clean water overnight. Other than that and taking her outside when needed, she basically cares for herself (untrue, but you know he's in a hurry-)
By the time Wolfwood makes it back, he's thoroughly chilled to the bone and regretting the fact he didn't actually bundle up before heading out there. He has to shake off the snowflakes as he walks back in, dusting off his hair and kicking snow off his very wet shoes. Maybe one of these days he'll be smart enough to go buy some boots, but today is not that day. He heads back for the bedroom, poking his head through the crack in the door even as he's still brushing snow off himself (sorry about the floors it'll dry).]
Got somebody to watch...
[And then he stops, because he's looked up and he sees Vash sitting there atop the blankets wearing nothing but his underwear and the blazer he'd left behind. There's a good handful of seconds where he just stands there like an idiot, eyes widening a fraction as his gaze darts from point to point across Vash's body, a sudden rush of heat settling firmly in his cheeks in a way he isn't at all used to.
What the fuck, what the fuck.]
...her.
[He steps in the rest of the way and pulls the door shut behind him, turning to stare at it for a moment so he can mentally prepare himself while Vash can't look at his face and ask him what's wrong. Jesus Christ. Nothing could have prepared him to walk in to that, okay-
Swallowing thickly, Wolfwood turns back around and blinks a few times, shuffling his way closer to the edge of the bed.]
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Eventually though he makes it there, and lucky for him there are plenty of people in the Grove- like one Elsword and N- who enjoy dogs and taking care of them, particularly little puppies with a penchant for getting into trouble. He only remembered to bring her little toy for her to play with, but he lets them know she's already been fed for the evening and will just need clean water overnight. Other than that and taking her outside when needed, she basically cares for herself (untrue, but you know he's in a hurry-)
By the time Wolfwood makes it back, he's thoroughly chilled to the bone and regretting the fact he didn't actually bundle up before heading out there. He has to shake off the snowflakes as he walks back in, dusting off his hair and kicking snow off his very wet shoes. Maybe one of these days he'll be smart enough to go buy some boots, but today is not that day. He heads back for the bedroom, poking his head through the crack in the door even as he's still brushing snow off himself (sorry about the floors it'll dry).]
Got somebody to watch...
[And then he stops, because he's looked up and he sees Vash sitting there atop the blankets wearing nothing but his underwear and the blazer he'd left behind. There's a good handful of seconds where he just stands there like an idiot, eyes widening a fraction as his gaze darts from point to point across Vash's body, a sudden rush of heat settling firmly in his cheeks in a way he isn't at all used to.
What the fuck, what the fuck.]
...her.
[He steps in the rest of the way and pulls the door shut behind him, turning to stare at it for a moment so he can mentally prepare himself while Vash can't look at his face and ask him what's wrong. Jesus Christ. Nothing could have prepared him to walk in to that, okay-
Swallowing thickly, Wolfwood turns back around and blinks a few times, shuffling his way closer to the edge of the bed.]
You...you sure got comfy, huh.