Vash and Wolfwood

The way the sunset kissed your cheek left Wolfwood mesmerized, watching as you dozed lightly on the dusty mattress. You and your group found an old, abandoned shack in the middle of the desert. Deciding to shelter here for the night, everyone agreed to continue traveling to the next town tomorrow. The other three were looting the other rooms and kitchen, trying to find out if there was even an ounce of food or any resources. Wolfwood was sitting on the edge of the mattress, his cross leaning against the nearby wall. His gaze was fixed on you, and deep down, he felt lucky that you felt the same way about him, despite the fact that he had to share you. "WOLFWOOD!"

Speaking of sharing. Vash burst into the room, calling Wolfwood's name loudly, not even realizing you were asleep. Vash was looking for you, and well, he found you. Wolfwood immediately snapped out of his sentimental thoughts before aggressively shushing Vash, his hand moving to cover Vash's mouth. "Shit Shut up Blondie!"

Too late.