[[Vance saying to him that the other pokemon could go get his precious Car almost threw him, it had meant being apart, but not for more than a minute and ... Even that seemed too much for Vance. They had fucked up, or rather, Shades had and had Vance run off, had something like that happened, no amount of 'sorry' would feel right.
In fact, if Vance had gone nothing in his life would feel the sa-- The words he thinks he heard bring him to more attention to what was just said and he plays it over in his head. He wasn't going to start a 'who was worse' argument, he knows its him. He can't help but smirk, not a sly one or any the sort, but a lopsided, just maybe a bit shy at hearing 'I love you' so casually.
Vance was much smoother on the delivery than his was, he'll give the troll that.]]
Bring you...?
[[His mind is still firmly locked into the sound of Vance's voice and it takes him a second and a glint of light to remember.]]
OH.. Close your eyes. I promise nothing to do with dicks.
[The odd request has Vance raising his brows, but complying none the less. There's even a soft snort of amusement at the assurance it has nothing to do with dicks. Despite the snow dicks around them, he hadn't even considered such a thing until the asshole brought it up. And yet, here he is, waiting patiently for whatever this whole thing was about. Maybe... Maybe they hadn't ruined the moment. Or, they'd ruined it so badly beyond repair, that they're starting over now, pretending like that huge fuck up didn't happen. Even if it did, and they're both carrying pretty heavy emotional wounds from it, even now.
But closing his eyes isn't only complying with his request, but showing just how much he trusts the idiot human with whatever it is he has planned. Letting his guard down like this, leaving himself completely vulnerable. Something he never would have considered, not even, especially not even around Terezi. But with Shades, he knows he can trust him with anything.]
[[He does know what it is to ask a Troll trust him, but he himself trusts Vance to know he'd never hurt him. Well. That he'd aim to not hurt him, he'd just hurt him in a way that Shades thought irreparable. He still thinks so and to be honest, they needed the time. The older blond had been wanting to ask to stay with Vance for some time, he didn't intend it to turn in to anything more than likely cuddling until they fell asleep, perhaps a few ninja stolen kisses. That sort.
The other day in the water had shown him he may have a want for more but that now isn't the time.
He waits until those eyes are tightly shut, testing it with one hand to see if any reaction came about.]]
Here then, don't fuckin' laugh, I'm not good at this shit but I had... I had extra wire at work and I know you don't have your sweater here.
[[Though he'd seen it on Z, that's for sure. Shades takes a moment to adjust a small, what likely feels like braided, slightly frayed fabric, something he clearly salvaged to try to make stronger together. Then once he had it tied at the back, let the wire bit hang a little warm and a little cold against Vance's red shirt. The item is very clearly 'forced' in to form, by hands that didn't know what they were doing, only memorizing a shape that meant certain familiarity to at least Shades.]]
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In fact, if Vance had gone nothing in his life would feel the sa-- The words he thinks he heard bring him to more attention to what was just said and he plays it over in his head. He wasn't going to start a 'who was worse' argument, he knows its him. He can't help but smirk, not a sly one or any the sort, but a lopsided, just maybe a bit shy at hearing 'I love you' so casually.
Vance was much smoother on the delivery than his was, he'll give the troll that.]]
Bring you...?
[[His mind is still firmly locked into the sound of Vance's voice and it takes him a second and a glint of light to remember.]]
OH..
Close your eyes. I promise nothing to do with dicks.
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But closing his eyes isn't only complying with his request, but showing just how much he trusts the idiot human with whatever it is he has planned. Letting his guard down like this, leaving himself completely vulnerable. Something he never would have considered, not even, especially not even around Terezi. But with Shades, he knows he can trust him with anything.]
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The other day in the water had shown him he may have a want for more but that now isn't the time.
He waits until those eyes are tightly shut, testing it with one hand to see if any reaction came about.]]
Here then, don't fuckin' laugh, I'm not good at this shit but I had... I had extra wire at work and I know you don't have your sweater here.
[[Though he'd seen it on Z, that's for sure. Shades takes a moment to adjust a small, what likely feels like braided, slightly frayed fabric, something he clearly salvaged to try to make stronger together. Then once he had it tied at the back, let the wire bit hang a little warm and a little cold against Vance's red shirt. The item is very clearly 'forced' in to form, by hands that didn't know what they were doing, only memorizing a shape that meant certain familiarity to at least Shades.]]
Okay, open your eyes.