[as if sensing his brother's growing readiness to make a run for it, knives' hand strikes out to grab a fistful of vash's shirt. if he won't undress himself, then he'll have his brother's assistance. the scars that littered his brother's body were an agonizing reminder of the inherent cruelty humans could inflict upon others, but they paled in comparison to the scars knives had inflicted on vash himself. the ones he'd carved himself, beneath everything else.]
You reek of sweat and illness, so either you undress yourself or I hold you down right here and do it myself.
[of course he's serious, already tugging the fabric of vash's shirt up to pull over his head if he doesn't make a decision soon.]
no subject
[as if sensing his brother's growing readiness to make a run for it, knives' hand strikes out to grab a fistful of vash's shirt. if he won't undress himself, then he'll have his brother's assistance. the scars that littered his brother's body were an agonizing reminder of the inherent cruelty humans could inflict upon others, but they paled in comparison to the scars knives had inflicted on vash himself. the ones he'd carved himself, beneath everything else.]
You reek of sweat and illness, so either you undress yourself or I hold you down right here and do it myself.
[of course he's serious, already tugging the fabric of vash's shirt up to pull over his head if he doesn't make a decision soon.]