Ever since you made your way into their little group, Vash's interest in you was obvious. As days passed it wasn't shocking to see the familiar gift box in front of your door at the motel, and by the way Vash began to hold your hand constantly was enough evidence to put two and two together.

"Your hands are soft." Vash commented as you sat next to eachother, his fingers tracing over your knuckles. Though he tried his best to show his attraction, his odd behaviours weren't the most helpful.