Wolfwood sat up, the morning sunlight warming his back as he stretched. After a yawn, he looked down at Vash laying facedown, peacefully asleep. He couldn't help but laugh a bit at the small trail of drool running down his chin as he snored. Wolfwood gently rubbed his back, Vash suddenly shifting and opening one of his eyes.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."
"Mmmm...isth fine."
He continued rubbing, "just go back to sleep." It was only the second morning since the others had left, the two finally getting alone time together and he was soaking up every minute of it. Those few weeks of hand holds in secret at night and quick kisses behind backs felt like torture. Though nothing was worse than seeing Vash distraught and being unable to just pull him into bed and hold him close. Now, they were taking full advantage of their newfound privacy, if it wasn't for the slight pang of hunger in his stomach he'd still be curled up with Vash.
"No," Vash began to slowly push himself up, "you're wake so me too..."
Wolfwood chuckled, "you can't even speak right." He eagerly admired as Vash slowly stretched out, enjoying the sun dipping into each ridge of muscle and scar. Maybe some exploration wouldn't hurt after breakfast...
Vash stood up, the sheet slipping off him. Wolfwood's jaw dropped, "the hell happened to your ass??"
"Huh?" Running up one side there was a large area of scarred skin that covered most of his upper thigh and one of his cheeks, a slight dip between the rest of his leg and the scar. On the other side were more of those raised scars, one running up right onto his other cheek with two small squares of metal that hinted at what was underneath the skin.
Vash turned pink as he covered his ass, "stop staring like that, I thought you saw those already!"
"I was a bit busy if you remember, haven't had a chance to look at that side yet." Wolfwood leaned in closer with a hand outstretched before Vash stepped away, pulling the sheet off the bed and around his hips.
"Why can't I look?"
Vash pouted, "I'm embarrassed now."
Wolfwood grinned, "come onnn, I'll see it anyways soon," he put a finger along the edge of the sheet and pulled Vash towards him with it as he pulled down, "just a peek won't hurt."
Vash quickly turned and pushed Wolfwood away by his face, "that look tells me it's more than a peek, and I'm hungry!"
"Hey I'm hungry too!"
"Your face says something else, how about you make breakfast."
"What!? I've made breakfast almost every day since getting you back!"
"Exactly, you're so good at it I shouldn't even go near the stove."
"Sounds like you're avoiding working to me."
Vash sighed, then relaxed. His brows upturned, eyes softening as they stared at him, "please?"
Wolfwood tried to keep a straight face, but it didn't take long before he began to feel warm and guilty under those eyes, "...fine, I'll do it."
"Thank you!" He leaned down and kissed Wolfwood, but before he could stand back up he seemed to remember Wolfwood was still naked.
Wolfwood smirked at his lingering eyes, "you like something you see?"
"UH-I-UM," Vash stood back up beet red, "PUT YOUR CLOTHES ON!"