Out of the dark and into the light

[gunsnpudding]

Who: gunsnpudding and not_a_bluesbro
What: Unrepentant fluff.
When: Night of the mass draft returning
Where: Trigun Apartment
Summary: Wolfwood comes home from the draft all banged up and finds someone's been sleeping in his bed.
Rating: Rated U for UST. PG-13 for probable smooches, and Preachers having impure thoughts.

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[gunsnpudding]

[She's just about to kiss him on the lips, his face cupped in her hands when he yelps. Oh. Oh!]

I'm sorry!

[She climbs off him, sitting back on her haunches and looking him over in the dim light of the bedside lamp.

Her poor Mr. Priest is all covered in cuts and scrapes and looking just about ready to sleep for the next ten years, but she can't let him go to sleep looking like that.]

Oh Mr. Priest that all looks so sore! Don't you worry, I'll go and get a first aid kit so I can get you all patched up and you'll be just fine, don't you worry about a thing. Now you tell me where it hurts and I'll bet we'll have just the thing to make you feel all better.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[He rubs his temple with the start of his wrist, staring in a daze at the figure outlined by the light. He really was back, then-Vash and Amelia, too, more than likely. But for now, he's all ears for this particular member of the household.

Sorry to keep you waiting, big girl.]

It doesn't hurt so much, really.

[Which is true, to a certain degree. He's had his fair share of painful moments.]

But if you're making me feel better, I can't say no, can I?

[... okay look, he's not even thinking dirty, okay]

[gunsnpudding]

[She scootches up a bit closer to him, brushes his hair away from his brow, then kisses his forehead.]

I'm still going to patch you up and take care of you now that you're back. Are you hungry? Can I get you something to eat?

[She knows she's fussing, but now that he's here she just wants to make sure he's alright, really alright, and that he's not going to slip away from her again for the second time this month.]

I made quiche. Actually I made quite a lot of quiche, but maybe that's not such a good idea this late. Maybe some sandwiches?

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Still too nice for your own good. It's an instinctual thought at this point, he swears. He internally snickers, pulling her close and giving her more of a kiss kiss. The peck on the forehead was nice and all, but he's been out in a jungle with Vash and Sanji. He needed it.

When he pulls back, he keeps a hand on her hip, tired, but clearly content with the way it at the very least ended.]

Anything sounds good to me.

[gunsnpudding]

[Oh.

She makes a small noise of surprise as he kisses her, her hands coming up to grasp at the lapels of his shirt, and when he breaks the kiss and still keeps her close, she's pretty sure that her cheeks have gone from pink to scarlet to raspberry in a dizzying display of facial pyrotechnics.]

O-oh.

[And after a kiss like that... she has completely forgotten about what she was supposed to be doing.
Huh.]