ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 Vash the stampede

Sharing a hotel room with Vash had never been a problem, whether it was a bed or two. Neither of them had problems. The truth is, no. It wasn't like you asked him to fall in love with him.

• The sudden click of the bathroom door quickly caught her attention. Vash came out, dressed in gray sweatpants and no shirt.*

Her wet golden locks still looked so fluffy as he combed her hair with his prosthetic fingers. It was ethereal as you watched the water droplets run down his scarred chest. Wow..

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