God Doesn't Have To Know [Vashwood | Vash/Wolfwood]

[DirtyDeku]

"Oops! Didn't mean to scare you, I'm sorry," He giggles, stepping out onto the balcony and looking Wolfwood up and down before taking the seat next to him. Wow, he was handsome! Learning that he was a virgin was going to be very surprising. Maybe God was onto something, keeping handsome gentlemen all to Himself? Of course, looks have nothing to do with occupations. Or, well, sometimes they did but not particularly often. Vash struggled to find employment quite a bit, being unapologetic about his disabilities. He wasn't dangerous, he wasn't scary, he was just a guy! Oh, well. At least being a prostitute meant that he'd have a certain number of repeat clients, what with people having fetishes. A lot of his clients didn't even really ask much of him-- some older clients invited him to dinner now and then, some paid him to listen, some paid him to simply lay with them all day long and cuddle.

"I'm Vash, but you're honestly free to call me anything you'd like. I don't mind playing the part if you have something in mind," He chirps, looking over at the other with a playful smile. He's been everything from a puppy to a little schoolboy-- or girl. Feminization was a bit odd at first, but he knew he already had a certain amount of traits that people considered feminine, so it'd been a bit easier to play the part than he assumed. "Or we could just take it easy. No need to rush, right?"

[CRYBABY]

"It's fine," He dismissed the others concerns with another puff of his cigarette before putting it out in the ashtray. When the other walked out on the balcony Wolfwood too the opportunity to get a better look at his date. Immediately he found the guy incredibly attractive, his blue eyes shined in a way the priest hadn't seen before, his blond hair was short and a bit messy, but the thing that caught and held his attention was the man's prosthetic arm. Wolfwood stared, it was very obvious, but he held a look of admiration rather than judgement. Being a priest meant he had to deal with a lot of death, tragedy, traumatic injury--you'd be surprised how many people sought God for the first time when they thought they were dying--which also meant he was surrounded by people that bathed in self-loathing daily. Of course it was hard to blame them, especially the ones having to live with their disabilities, but nevertheless it was a burst of fresh air to see Vash embracing life regardless of his disability. Well... uh, was being a prostitute really 'embracing life?' Fuck, Wolfwood didn't know, all he knew was this guy was real fuckin' happy.

The priest nodded to acknowledge the other's introduction. "No need to rush. If we're gonna do this we might as well make it as natural as possible," he let his sunglasses slip down his pert nose as he gave the other a little smirk. "You can call me Nic." With their intros out of the way, Wolfwood took another cigarette out of his breast pocket before offering the box to Vash. "You smoke?"

[DirtyDeku]

Being happy was one of the things Vash felt he owed to himself, considering how much he's been through despite being very young. He was raised to be kind to people around him, had a mother who loved him very much, was going to college for something he's dreamed of for a very long time-- but admittedly he could be somebody who mopes and only ever feels sorry for himself. Where Nai was born healthy and, debatably, happy... Vash was born with a heart defect. Spending the majority of his early childhood and teenage years in the hospital hadn't been easy on him, having surgeries back to back because his body was seemingly made of jello and toothpicks, missing out on important milestones and feeling like a burden because he couldn't get better despite trying so hard...

Nowadays he'd argue that Nai had it worse, though. Growing up with a significantly higher-needs sibling wasn't easy, more so when it was twins. He was sure that Nai saw himself in him, which didn't pair very well with Vash seeming to get a limb amputated every other week. It hadn't been that frequent, of course, but it had certainly felt like that. Seeing Vash's fingers and toes go purple, climbing into the hospital bed to hold him through the night, scorning their mother for daring to go forward with a pregnancy that hurt Vash so much. It seemed so immature when they were kids, but now it was just... so much worse. Vash doesn't think he'll ever be able to understand why Nai hates Rem so much, nor why he thinks he has any right to be possessive over him. He really wished he could squeeze him like an unsupervised toddler with a hamster sometimes.

"Nic? Nice to meet you," He crosses one leg over the other, twisting in his seat just a bit so that they could speak to one another more face-to-face. Or, at least Vash could, anyways. He waves a dismissive hand at the offer of a cigarette, laughing a little. "I've got doctor's orders to avoid that sorta thing. It looks good on you, though. Makes you look mysterious and sexy, the kinda thing you see in a movie-- you know?"

Oops! He has a type.

[CRYBABY]

Nic chuckled, lighting the cigarette even though he probably shouldn't have. Second hand smoke or something. It didn't matter though, not to Wolfwood anyway. Life was bilinear: you live and then you die, doesn't really matter how much time lapses between the two. See? Being a Priest has its perks, like these (un)healthy life philosophies. "So you think I'm sexy.. or is flattering me part of the deal?"

Not that he would complain one way or another, the priest was well aware of their arrangement and if flattery was part of it at least he'd leave here not a virgin and with a nicely inflated ego even if part of him hoped that wasn't the case. Life had not been particularly kind to him in the romance department so it was safe to say he was a little desperate and a bit starved for attention. If that wasn't already painfully obvious by the banquet of snacks he laid out. He turned slightly to face toward Vash in turn "What's your deal, kid? Why d'ya do this?" he took a drag of his cigarette, pointing the exhale of smoke away from Vash. "Seems a little dangerous for a sweet boy like you."