[ It’s a slightly chaotic scene that greets Mitsuru as she steps inside. Not that this in itself is entirely surprising given it is Vash who lives here but still…
The first thing that hits her before she even looks in the direction of him in the kitchen is the scent of something cooking. Clearly he’s been busy making something, further confirmed by the sight of what appears to be a spillage on the floor, along with a discarded item of clothing covered in the same substance. Soup by the looks of things.
It’s a black turtleneck she realises. Vash’s black turtleneck.
The redhead therefore already has a strong suspicion of what she’s about to see but it still doesn’t prepare her for the details of it. Broad shoulders, muscle and most notable of all, scars- He’s a patchwork of them and while she can only see him from this angle it’s not hard to tell that they must cover almost the entirety of his body.
It’s difficult to know what to do but she knows she can’t just stand there staring and saying nothing at all. Although the fact that she almost drops the box of donuts she’s carrying might have already alerted him to her presence. ]
…Um, Vash?
[ She doesn’t know why she suddenly feels strangely shy. ]
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The first thing that hits her before she even looks in the direction of him in the kitchen is the scent of something cooking. Clearly he’s been busy making something, further confirmed by the sight of what appears to be a spillage on the floor, along with a discarded item of clothing covered in the same substance. Soup by the looks of things.
It’s a black turtleneck she realises. Vash’s black turtleneck.
The redhead therefore already has a strong suspicion of what she’s about to see but it still doesn’t prepare her for the details of it. Broad shoulders, muscle and most notable of all, scars- He’s a patchwork of them and while she can only see him from this angle it’s not hard to tell that they must cover almost the entirety of his body.
It’s difficult to know what to do but she knows she can’t just stand there staring and saying nothing at all. Although the fact that she almost drops the box of donuts she’s carrying might have already alerted him to her presence. ]
…Um, Vash?
[ She doesn’t know why she suddenly feels strangely shy. ]