[There is some part of him, deep in the back of his mind, that worries that by saying it aloud, he's doomed them both. People like the Humanoid Typhoon and the Punisher...they don't get to be happy. They don't get to have this. It feels like a fluke just to have each other.
And maybe, in some way, Wolfwood is kidding himself. This couldn't be sustainable back home, not with their very existences at odds with one another. He's setting himself up for failure and heartbreak at some point in time, but perhaps if he's lucky, he will grow old and die in this Grove long before any of that comes to pass. But that, he knows, would be the selfish cowardly way out. He'd be abandoning everything he's worked for all these years...the orphanage. The kids.
He can't do it. He won't.
But right now, with all of that physically beyond his reach, he's going to instead turn towards what he can have. He's sure of his decision the moment Vash wraps his arms around him and hugs him close, burying his face into the side of his neck. Right away, Wolfwood reciprocates, pressing his lips to Vash's temple. He'll be able to feel the tickle of his scruffy five-o-clock shadow against his cheeks, as well as the curl of his fingers now that they've once again found the back of his hair.]
...g-guess it's...official now, huh? [He murmurs against Vash's ear, nuzzling him with the bridge of his nose.] Get to legally call you my boyfriend.
[Blinking hard, he feels his own unshed tears finally spill over.]
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And maybe, in some way, Wolfwood is kidding himself. This couldn't be sustainable back home, not with their very existences at odds with one another. He's setting himself up for failure and heartbreak at some point in time, but perhaps if he's lucky, he will grow old and die in this Grove long before any of that comes to pass. But that, he knows, would be the selfish cowardly way out. He'd be abandoning everything he's worked for all these years...the orphanage. The kids.
He can't do it. He won't.
But right now, with all of that physically beyond his reach, he's going to instead turn towards what he can have. He's sure of his decision the moment Vash wraps his arms around him and hugs him close, burying his face into the side of his neck. Right away, Wolfwood reciprocates, pressing his lips to Vash's temple. He'll be able to feel the tickle of his scruffy five-o-clock shadow against his cheeks, as well as the curl of his fingers now that they've once again found the back of his hair.]
...g-guess it's...official now, huh? [He murmurs against Vash's ear, nuzzling him with the bridge of his nose.] Get to legally call you my boyfriend.
[Blinking hard, he feels his own unshed tears finally spill over.]