[They're not. And maybe that's something they've both been trying to avoid the truth of ever since this whole thing blew up originally. Because it isn't just this. He thinks back to when Vash was having issues with the corruption, and the argument they had there. Or when Wolfwood vehemently refused to listen when Vash tried to warn him about the book burning, and got himself killed over it. Any number of things they've failed to communicate properly on...time and again.
And it makes Wolfwood wonder if that's a failing on his own part, or both of their parts. He genuinely couldn't say, because he hasn't been in a true relationship long enough to know what it's meant to be like.
He feels burnt out in a way he really hates as Vash visibly crumbles and draws away from him. Wolfwood doesn't move himself of course, just sitting slumped in that chair looking as miserable as he feels. It's probably one of the very few times he's not tried to hide how he's feeling behind a mask of anger.
Because he loves Vash. He loves him so much. And Vash only just recently told him that he'd never stop loving him, only for something like this to happen. It's not like this is the end-all, be-all, that one incident is enough to destroy everything, but...
He can't get over the fact that Vash has made it very clear that he doesn't feel like he can trust him anymore. And he doesn't know how he's meant to deal with that. How he's meant to recover from a battle he never could have won in the first place. And now, once more, the ball is in his own court to decide.
At least this time, he isn't kicking Vash out into the hallway on his ass, screaming at him to get out and not come back. He's saying it as calmly as he's ever said anything else, the edges of his tone tinged with emotion.]
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Date: 2024-07-01 03:32 am (UTC)And it makes Wolfwood wonder if that's a failing on his own part, or both of their parts. He genuinely couldn't say, because he hasn't been in a true relationship long enough to know what it's meant to be like.
He feels burnt out in a way he really hates as Vash visibly crumbles and draws away from him. Wolfwood doesn't move himself of course, just sitting slumped in that chair looking as miserable as he feels. It's probably one of the very few times he's not tried to hide how he's feeling behind a mask of anger.
Because he loves Vash. He loves him so much. And Vash only just recently told him that he'd never stop loving him, only for something like this to happen. It's not like this is the end-all, be-all, that one incident is enough to destroy everything, but...
He can't get over the fact that Vash has made it very clear that he doesn't feel like he can trust him anymore. And he doesn't know how he's meant to deal with that. How he's meant to recover from a battle he never could have won in the first place. And now, once more, the ball is in his own court to decide.
At least this time, he isn't kicking Vash out into the hallway on his ass, screaming at him to get out and not come back. He's saying it as calmly as he's ever said anything else, the edges of his tone tinged with emotion.]
Maybe we need a break.