( an apology like that is never going to be enough to mend what's been stretched between them for so long — but it's a start. nai has never felt he was in the wrong before, not when he crashed the ships, not when he appeared to show no remorse at rem having been a casualty, not in his ruthless journey to find vash and bring him back to him once and for all.
but things change, don't they? at the very least … he's never quite thought himself incapable of changing on a certain level, only that it wasn't all that necessary, because there was nothing about him that needed changing in the first place.
part of the human condition, he doesn't realize, is knowing when you're the one at fault and not being afraid to acknowledge it. to own it. but maybe that's what happening here, and maybe this place is going to end up being good for both of them.
i missed you more than you'll ever know.
my vash.
and when his brother is the one to push forward this time, when he rises up to gain some height and licks into his mouth there's a sound that filters up from the very back of nai's throat that he can't quite tamp down, something almost-pained but wanting, teeth grazing over vash's tongue without really realizing he's putting the pressure against soft, warm muscle.
the way heat settles low in the bottom of his stomach as he reaches up with both hands to tangle pale fingers in golden hair should be embarrassing, but. it's just the two of them. there doesn't need to be any of that. )
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but things change, don't they? at the very least … he's never quite thought himself incapable of changing on a certain level, only that it wasn't all that necessary, because there was nothing about him that needed changing in the first place.
part of the human condition, he doesn't realize, is knowing when you're the one at fault and not being afraid to acknowledge it. to own it. but maybe that's what happening here, and maybe this place is going to end up being good for both of them.
i missed you more than you'll ever know.
my vash.
and when his brother is the one to push forward this time, when he rises up to gain some height and licks into his mouth there's a sound that filters up from the very back of nai's throat that he can't quite tamp down, something almost-pained but wanting, teeth grazing over vash's tongue without really realizing he's putting the pressure against soft, warm muscle.
the way heat settles low in the bottom of his stomach as he reaches up with both hands to tangle pale fingers in golden hair should be embarrassing, but. it's just the two of them. there doesn't need to be any of that. )