[ Vash exhales a breath that comes out as a short laugh, carefully removing the needle from his hands before settling them against the sides of his brother's neck with a softly amused expression on his face. His thumbs graze over the sharp line of Knives' jaw as he returns that simple, affectionate gesture with his own nose. He's pretty sure he won't get tired of being this close to someone again. Especially when the someone is his twin brother. ]
You're just saying that. [ He denies the compliment quietly, never really one to easily accept words of praise. He turns his gaze to look at the earring dangling from his brother's newly pierced ear and his target changes, shifting the way he's in Knives' space to lean in and press his lips to the curve of that same ear, where the skin is still red but far enough from the new wound to avoid it hurting. ]
he'll shoot you in the leg if you keep making that joke
You're just saying that. [ He denies the compliment quietly, never really one to easily accept words of praise. He turns his gaze to look at the earring dangling from his brother's newly pierced ear and his target changes, shifting the way he's in Knives' space to lean in and press his lips to the curve of that same ear, where the skin is still red but far enough from the new wound to avoid it hurting. ]
It looks good.