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" Wanna try it?. . . The kiss?", hearing a blunt question coming from the male to which Vash is unprepared. His cyan iris goes widen on his blushing brother who maintains eye contact. Usually Vash would brush it aside as a joke, though the (H/C) hair male looks serious. (M/N) take his silence as a permission to creep closer until their knees bump with each other. The blond is too shocked to move an inch, as if frozen in time. Carefully leaning his face forward, closer to the pale cheeks lacking in scar. (M/N) stopped for a moment, giving his fraternal twin a chance to push him away as well as debating whether he should back off. However, he has already come so far.
Their breath mingles with each other, feeling the warmth fanning their noses. While Vash is too concentrated on staring into the gorgeous (E/C) pupils, (M/N) admired his thin lips. Licking in anticipation before driving down, making the a decision which will change their life forever. Feeling a soft pressure press against his, Vash is unprepared despite knowing what to be expected with the mood pushing toward an unknown moment. Unconsciously fisting both of his palms and brain halted from progressing the situation. As if time had momentum ceased ticking around the siblings.
Vash automatically gulped down his throat, noticing the usual dehydrated system is over hydrated. Simultaneously his body is heating up at an incredible speed, encourage his heart to pound along the pace. Vash is unable to believe his first kiss would be his brother. Though he wouldn't want to admit it, but it miraculously extinguish the thirst, like drinking a glass of water. He knew this is wrong and shouldn't be enjoying it. Discerning their approximation is rather close, he could held his twin easily, deepening the innocent smooch into a heated one. This thought is dangerous, and it instantly snap Vash out from his trance.
Unaware when (M/N) had separated, and is locking their gaze in line. From his current's perspective, a thick pink dust blends well together with his (S/C) skin and is sinfully adorable." So, how does it feel?", (M/N) is the first one to disturb the silence. The golden strand male has no clue how to answer his question, mainly he is afraid of how it would convert their relationship. His lips waver as it opens, and attempt to calm himself down." This is a mistake, (M/N). We're brothers", forcing himself to speak the coldest words he ever said. Comprehending the sentence hurts like a gun, though once it is revealed, there's no turning back. The once maiden flush contorted into despair and Vash detest seeing such expression hanging on his pretty face. It was a millisecond up till a forced smile drawn over (M/N)'s cheek." I know. Just joking with ya!".
" It's getting late. I should head to bed", (M/N) didn't let his brother utter a single letter and hurriedly dismissed himself. Since this is a twin bed room, their mattress is just beside one another, in the same space which is now cover in awkward tension. The (H/C) locked male settles himself underneath the blanket, afterward, blow the candle out and turning to the side. Vash sent a regrettable glance at his back who turned on him before laying down on his own bunk." How did the situation end like this?".
It was simple actually. The duo were chatting like regular siblings would, including minor insults moreover comforting one another. Soon it led to a topic regarding love plus dating. Of course dirty jokes would be included, considering they knew each other for many years, additionally saw themselves naked occasionally. However, because of the bounty on their heads and the fact that they are not normal human beings, also in the middle of dealing with some circumstances. The two have no time in searching for a partner. They only have each other. Probably it is due to the alcohol interference which affected their mind to do the unthinkable." Yeah, that must be the solution. There is no way (M/N) like me that way. We are brothers. And I don't think I see (M/N) like that(perhaps?). Tomorrow we're going to sober up and forget about this", Vash contemplated. Still, expecting (M/N) to not remember about tonight's event produces a throb in his chest.