[ Vanitas, likewise, is content to sleep soundly. He's been sleeping well lately, ever since sharing beds with Noé - a testament to how calm the other makes him feel. He latches onto the vampire in his sleep, almost like some part of him is afraid that Noé won't be there when he wakes up.
Sure enough, though, they're both still next to each other when he inevitably starts to open his eyes again...and he's welcomed with the sight of Noé's face right next to his. They're inches away and it would be so, so easy to steal a kiss right now, but that doesn't feel right. The urge to kiss Noé, period, however, starts to nag at Vanitas; as a result, he simply just leans forward to bump his forehead against Noé's instead. Now they're even closer. Welp.
He shuts his eyes and his cheeks turn a deep shade of red. ]
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Sure enough, though, they're both still next to each other when he inevitably starts to open his eyes again...and he's welcomed with the sight of Noé's face right next to his. They're inches away and it would be so, so easy to steal a kiss right now, but that doesn't feel right. The urge to kiss Noé, period, however, starts to nag at Vanitas; as a result, he simply just leans forward to bump his forehead against Noé's instead. Now they're even closer. Welp.
He shuts his eyes and his cheeks turn a deep shade of red. ]