[Vanitas' day just keeps getting better and better. And his soundtrack is not working at all like a pest repellant!
Honestly of all the things he's expecting, an enthusiastic hug isn't one of them. He hears running footsteps and turns in time to see SOMEONE hurtling at him, but who and why is a complete mystery. He doesn't react well to touch and never has; no sooner does Sora latch on than Vanitas attempt to shove him away and recoil as if Sora was trying to set him on fire instead of say hello. Plenty of escape routes, if he needed them-
His digimon's happy chatter stops for only a moment, as the situation is assessed. Vanitas' hostility didn't match what looked awfully like exuberant friendliness!]
Um.
[...okay maybe it's not an attack. Vanitas straightens up suddenly, expression stormy.]
I'm not Roxas. Take a hi--
[Wait. Waaait. Hold up here. The colors are all wrong but he knows his own features when he sees them! Or at least the ones he used to have. And there's a sense of familiarity that went beyond that. Not what he had to deal with, when putting up with his loser other half but..
..this is weird. His soundtrack sadtrombones.]
.... Don't take this as an invitation or anything but have we met?
Re: let's go with your first one now okok
Honestly of all the things he's expecting, an enthusiastic hug isn't one of them. He hears running footsteps and turns in time to see SOMEONE hurtling at him, but who and why is a complete mystery. He doesn't react well to touch and never has; no sooner does Sora latch on than Vanitas attempt to shove him away and recoil as if Sora was trying to set him on fire instead of say hello. Plenty of escape routes, if he needed them-
His digimon's happy chatter stops for only a moment, as the situation is assessed. Vanitas' hostility didn't match what looked awfully like exuberant friendliness!]
Um.
[...okay maybe it's not an attack. Vanitas straightens up suddenly, expression stormy.]
I'm not Roxas. Take a hi--
[Wait. Waaait. Hold up here. The colors are all wrong but he knows his own features when he sees them! Or at least the ones he used to have. And there's a sense of familiarity that went beyond that. Not what he had to deal with, when putting up with his loser other half but..
..this is weird. His soundtrack sadtrombones.]
.... Don't take this as an invitation or anything but have we met?