What can I say? You're just that good. [ dante's on grin is akin to the cat who caught the canary, far too pleased with himself, even as vash takes his chin between his thumb and forefinger. vash could easily direct him like this and dante would do without batting an eyelash, already melting into the other's grip.
he'd be happy to talk about nothing for hours, if it meant he could just be in vash and wolfwood's company, sprawled out like a lazy cat. ]
Hmm, [ he decides that he doesn't like this question, his grin falling into an almost defeated pout. ] Probably not. But I can dream, can't I?
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he'd be happy to talk about nothing for hours, if it meant he could just be in vash and wolfwood's company, sprawled out like a lazy cat. ]
Hmm, [ he decides that he doesn't like this question, his grin falling into an almost defeated pout. ] Probably not. But I can dream, can't I?