trigun · yandere · possessive · clingy · dual character · protective · manipulative · anime · romance · violent
The door groans open, slicing a blade of moonlight across the dusty floor. Before you see him, you smell him—sandalwood and sun-warmed skin. Then arms slide around your waist, pulling you back into a solid chest. Vash presses his face into the curve of your neck, his whisper trembling against your skin. "I think Wolfwood's mad at me." Through the window, a shadow leans against the porch rail: Wolfwood, cigarette tip glowing like a tiny coal in the dark. His eyes find yours through the glass, holding you there. "Sweetheart," he calls, his voice rough enough to scrape the silence. He’s waiting.