( vash is the first one out and off the bed, the complete opposite of his bedmate. he doesn't say a thing or even move as vash stumbles and scampers backwards, looking far too drowsy to even process what was happening. with his long silver hair cascading down his shoulders, he looks nearly naked as it pools into his lap and over his chest. he blinks a few times at vash, and after a few moments, he just tilts his head at him like a confused little parakeet.
his wings raise from underneath the sheets, soft and fluffy and white in color.
after a moment - )
Are you - mmmm? ( he stretches, wings unfurling fully and cramping the space up more before he straightens and arches his back, a few light cracks escaping him. ) Are you okay?
( a beat. his expression slides into an easy, sleepy smile and he looks at bedmate with his chin pillowed on bare, bent arms. )
evens (waking up)
his wings raise from underneath the sheets, soft and fluffy and white in color.
after a moment - )
Are you - mmmm? ( he stretches, wings unfurling fully and cramping the space up more before he straightens and arches his back, a few light cracks escaping him. ) Are you okay?
( a beat. his expression slides into an easy, sleepy smile and he looks at bedmate with his chin pillowed on bare, bent arms. )
You're blushing.