[ Vanitas looks at Aether and his kind expression; his own turns into one of surprise, like he's never quite seen anyone look at him that way before. He'd done little to deserve it, especially now, but Aether's smile is enough to stun him before the sudden embrace. Vanitas quietly gasps. Aether managed to catch him off-guard in a brief, vulnerable moment, and his timing is truly impeccable. Vanitas hasn't known Aether for a considerable amount of time, and yet... ]
...Stop saying things like that.
[ He's certainly had his fair share of physical touch, he's no stranger to that – but to receive it in a way that's so genuine and warm? It's unlike anything he's felt before. His face is flushed up to his ears, and he ducks his head before he leans forward to put his forehead on Aether's shoulder. ]
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...Stop saying things like that.
[ He's certainly had his fair share of physical touch, he's no stranger to that – but to receive it in a way that's so genuine and warm? It's unlike anything he's felt before. His face is flushed up to his ears, and he ducks his head before he leans forward to put his forehead on Aether's shoulder. ]