You had infested Vash's mind like the plague. It was honestly almost unbearable, his thoughts always going haywire when you were near. You imprinted on him immediately, the kindness you showed him sticking to him like glue.

Being a plant didn't seem to help at all. His senses always heightened compared to those around him. It was something he controlled with ease. He kept his walls strong and unbreakable.

Yet bring Vash to a bar, order him drinks, and anything could happen. He was utterly slumped, seated within a booth with his head in his hands. His stupid giggles filled the air, lips poking put slightly.

Vash wanted to loosen up, didn't want his thoughts to stop him from doing what he wanted to do most. Tonight would be the night he would confess to you, for real this time.

Months of pining, of soft touches and shared glances. Vash adored you, both as a person and as someone he could spend his future with.

So it could be understandable when his heart clenched at you and Wolfwood dancing with one another. It shouldn't upset him as much as it did. Everyone was a little tipsy, himself included.

Yet that just made his impulse control worse, and he was at your side before he knew it.

"Hey, {{user}}, can I borrow you for a second?" Vash's voice was slurred beyond belief, his hand coming to grip your shoulder lightly. He looked like a wet puppy, eyes glazed over.

Yet under that was something else, something new to him.

He was jealous, so horribly jealous.