Welcome~❦

Now, if Vash were to get a job, it would be one that is probably close to your house, within walking distance, or close to a bus stop. Despite the "concrete jungle," as he puts it, (even if you live in a rural area) he still can't drive worth a shit.

There's a government agency for displaced interdimensional entities such as Vash, that helps them get proper paperwork, and I won't get into that right now, but the only reason he got his damn license is that after the 5th try, he didn't miss a driving instruction. The car, however, had eaten nearly seven traffic cones. The instructor issued him the license as a "in emergencies only" kind of thing.

He doesn't want to rely on you driving him everywhere. He finds a job doing something leisury like stocking shelves at the mom & pop grocery store, working at the local library, or at the local coffee shop down the block.

He only wants part time so he can spend more time with you, but he's big into volunteer work, and usually spends most of his off days at the local community Kitchen, the animal shelter, helping the city plant trees, sorting food at the food bank, and helping with fundraiser events for local youth groups.

He makes a lot of friends, and is always beloved by those he works with. The children he works with will always stop him to say hi in public, and he's always stopping to help that little old lady across the street.

Now hobbies are a whole new ball game for Vash. With unlimited past times at his disposal, he becomes a jack of all trades quite easily. Mending clothes was always a must before, but now he can create his own clothes with an endless catalog of fabrics found at the local craft store.

He makes clothes that fit well against his prosthetic arm, and keep too many scars showing while keeping cool in the summer heat. He now also makes clothes that fit his form instead of the baggy clothes he's used to. He still makes them pretty baggy anyway to hide the occasional metal pieces holding his body together.

Later in the day, you led Vash up to your bathroom, and opened the cabinet to show your array of bath products. Extra shampoo and conditioner, body washes, as well as face cleaning products. You picked up a small colorful ball that was wrapped in plastic wrap, giving it a smell before holding it up to Vash. He made a contented noise upon smelling it, nodding in agreement.

"You wanna use this bath bomb?" You offered.

"B-Bomb? You said no firearms outside of the lock boxes!" He backed away, his arms up to guard his face.

"No, no, Vash, these dissolve in water and make the water all soapy. You just drop them in the water." You giggled at his reaction. He has reactions like that sometimes.

When you introduced him to beef jerky, he was surprised when it was soft, and not the brick of Tomas meat. You introduced him to the little camping trigger lighter, and he flinched before realizing it was just a little flame. Let's just say that music with saxophones was… a work in progress…

He seemed to relax as you sneak past him, and began drawing the bath water. As you wait, you grab a few more products from the cabinet, as well as some towels.

"What are those for?"

"After you get out and rinse off, I want to do a little skin routine with you. Just a simple cleaning of your face, and a little moisturizer. Just let me know when you're done, and I'll come back in and help you with it."

"Ah. I was kinda hoping you would stay. We could keep talking while I take a bath." His face had a deep red across it as he struggled to keep eye contact, "it can be difficult to get out of a tub without my arm." He flexed the hand of his prosthetic arm.

"S-sure, but for privacy, I'll probably chill in the shower." You motioned to the wall that sectioned off the shower on the left.

"I'd be okay with that." He seemed to relax a bit.

Soon the bath water was filled in the tub, and Vash noted it was a comfortable temperature. You dropped the bathbomb in, and it thunked on the bottom before resurfacing and began fizzing.

Vash seemed to tense up, but you took his hand and you watched as the water became covered in a layer of soap, looking like a little Galaxy as the bath bomb floated around the tub.

You grabbed a pillow from your room to sit on. When you returned, you walked in on a shirtless Vash, wincing as he removed his prosthetic.

"That looks painful." You frowned.

"You get used to it. It's better than when I first started out." He gave a gentle smile your way, hinting that you shouldn't worry about it. You mimicked his smile, and made your way back to the shower, making yourself comfortable on the shower chair, facing away from Vash, even though there was already a wall between you.

You heard the subtle noise of his pants being removed, and he carefully slipped into the tub. He gave a contented sigh, relishing in the warm water.

"This is really nice. A hot bath never felt this nice when you'd be back to sweating just after getting out." He spoke, a smile on his voice.

"Yeah, sorry you ended up somewhere so cold."

"You said it gets warmer though. I've always wanted to see snow and the ocean. The warm weather will get here eventually." He remained optimistic.

When Vash was content with the amount of time spent in the tub, he began to drain the water. He allowed you to make your way out of the showering area before grabbing a towel.

Wrapping his waist before hopping into the shower, he rinsed off the excess soap from his body. Towel once again on his waist, he found you sitting on the bathroom counter. A small array of bottles at your side.

"Ah, that face routine. You know I can just wash my face in the shower, right?"

"If you're not rinsing your face with cold water afterwards, your skin could get dry, and your pores don't close properly. Now come here and let me wash your face." You made grabby hands at him. With a chuckle, he stood against the counter between your legs.

Up close he was so beautiful. More than the anime or manga had ever shown. The scars covering his visible torso were a little gruesome, but he wouldn't be Vash without them. They added to his beauty and you never found them upsetting, unless you thought about all of the various ways he could have received them.

He bent down slightly so you could press the cleansing cloth to his face, his eyes closed as you gently rubbed his face. His body seemed to relax and a content hum left him. Taking a dry wipe, you pumped a little of the moisturizer onto it, spreading the cold liquid on his face. He seemed a little uncomfortable at the change, but didn't object.

Once you were done, you tossed the two wipes in the trash. Wiping your hands on your shorts, Vash opened his eyes, and smiled.

"Wow, that does feel nice."

"See? Your face felt so soft once it had a little moisture added!" You grabbed the bottle of lotion on your left.

"Hey, Vash, wanna make the rest of you all soft? We could use that lotion. Got any rough skin spots?"

"We might as well fill the tub with it." He chuckled.

"Well, why don't I start with your chest and back? You can get your legs and other stuff on your own." You offered. He pondered a minute before nodding permission.

"Let me put my arm back on first." He commented, sliding his way over to the tank of the toilet where his arm sat. He winced once again as it clicked back into place. He rolled his shoulders, and tested the movement of his fingers and other joints. Content, he returned to his spot between your legs, "Where do you want me?" He gave a hollow smile.

You instructed him to face away from you so you could start with his back. You started at his left shoulder, giving his back a massage as you made your way down his shoulder, stopping just before the prosthetic. The skin around the border of metal and skin was definitely chapped, despite the healing from its apparent application. You were very careful in this spot.

You didn't spend too much time on his right shoulder either, since you planned to get his whole right arm once he turned around.

His back, however, was a different story. You were very delicate with the largest scar over his right shoulder, and the grate near his ribs. You made sure the lotion was properly rubbed in over every inch, lastly rubbing circles into the small of his back with your thumbs.

"Okay, you can turn around now."

"That was so relaxing." Vash's face was a deep shade of red. You wondered if he'd ever been touched so intimately.

"Well, you're about to be more relaxed. I gotta get your arm, and chest." You motioned for him to come closer. He obliged, and you once again rubbed more lotion into his chest. You were gonna have to buy this stuff in bulk. A bathtub full might not be enough. As you rubbed the lotion into his chest, it got you thinking.

"You know, Angel, you deserve to feel comfortable in your body."

"I do take care of my body."

"Having the body of sculpted marble is hot and all, but you're in a space you can be touchable now. You have resources to take care of yourself in a loving way, not just the ways for survival. Please take advantage of those. They don't have to be luxuries anymore." You told him. He seemed quiet for a bit while you rubbed in the last bit of lotion around that cute little cross scar on his hip.

"You're right. I've spent so long just… getting by. Surviving. I can finally rest now. Sometimes I can hardly believe it."

"You can spend the rest of your life in peace now, Vash. Nothing's gonna hurt us here." You said, leaning your forehead onto his chest. His arms surrounded you after a moment, and a gentle squeeze of a hug.

Taking him to a Botanical Garden for the first time, he nearly lost his damn mind. Like a kid in a candy shop, he bounces around from plant to plant, gently feeling it's leaves, reading the descriptor plaques, and making sure to take pictures on his phone as he explores every inch.

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He loves to walk on the nature trail closest to your house. Once he learns how to drive (and not crash the vehicle) he goes on a walk as part of his morning routine, which he insists on keeping, despite not having to keep up with it anymore.

On a similar note, homeboy can't relax. Due to his past traumas, he has a hard time believing the nomadic, misery filled life he had is truly over. He often has nightmares, and ends up curled up with you by morning because of it. He has his own room, but most of the time he just sleeps in bed with you.

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Despite having a cellphone, he's pretty inept at using it. He's kind of like a grandma using Facebook for the first time. After an incident with a bot, you make sure to teach him about internet safety.

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A little nsfw-y, but once Vash realized that water is plenty supply on earth, he takes as many baths and showers as he can, whenever he can. He also drags you along with him.

Wolfwood

He has a job at the local bar as a bartender. You told him you wouldn't buy his cigarettes, so he makes his own money for his cancer sticks.

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He's very interested in Earth's weather patterns and meteorology. Whether it be local weather, or weather of other countries, he's always looking at weird weather documentaries, daily weather, and looking at weather almanacs to test their accuracy.

The first time he ever saw snow and rain, he thought the end was near, and the rapture had begun.

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Yeah, you helped him get a motorcycle. It gave you two something to work on in the garage together. He, working on his motorcycle, and you, working on your vehicle's maintenance.

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Nicholas is another who often has rampant nightmares. Like Vash, he tends to end up in bed with you, soon just becoming his permanent sleeping place, despite having a sleeping space of his own.

Knives

Still hates humans as much as ever, but without anyone to exact revenge on the existence of Plants (because they don't exist in our world) his anger needed to be directed somewhere. Thus, you introduced him to video games. As many as you could get your hands on. Though his favorites are First Person Shooters with high stakes and higher kill counts, he gained a soft spot for games like Mass Effect, Castlevania, and even Animal Crossing.

To make money, he's a streamer. He ends up gaining a cult of followers very quickly. I mean, just in general he's hot af, but then you have people who just kind of know he's Knives Millions.

Taking him to a Botanical Garden for the first time, he nearly lost his damn mind. Like a kid in a candy shop, he bounces around from plant to plant, gently feeling it's leaves, reading the descriptor plaques, and making sure to take pictures on his phone as he explores every inch.

-

He loves to walk on the nature trail closest to your house. Once he learns how to drive (and not crash the vehicle) he goes on a walk as part of his morning routine, which he insists on keeping, despite not having to keep up with it anymore.

On a similar note, homeboy can't relax. Due to his past traumas, he has a hard time believing the nomadic, misery filled life he had is truly over. He often has nightmares, and ends up curled up with you by morning because of it. He has his own room, but most of the time he just sleeps in bed with you.

-

Despite having a cellphone, he's pretty inept at using it. He's kind of like a grandma using Facebook for the first time. After an incident with a bot, you make sure to teach him about internet safety.

-

A little nsfw-y, but once Vash realized that water is plenty supply on earth, he takes as many baths and showers as he can, whenever he can. He also drags you along with him.

Wolfwood

He has a job at the local bar as a bartender. You told him you wouldn't buy his cigarettes, so he makes his own money for his cancer sticks.

-

He's very interested in Earth's weather patterns and meteorology. Whether it be local weather, or weather of other countries, he's always looking at weird weather documentaries, daily weather, and looking at weather almanacs to test their accuracy.

The first time he ever saw snow and rain, he thought the end was near, and the rapture had begun.

-

Yeah, you helped him get a motorcycle. It gave you two something to work on in the garage together. He, working on his motorcycle, and you, working on your vehicle's maintenance.

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Nicholas is another who often has rampant nightmares. Like Vash, he tends to end up in bed with you, soon just becoming his permanent sleeping place, despite having a sleeping space of his own.

Knives

Still hates humans as much as ever, but without anyone to exact revenge on the existence of Plants (because they don't exist in our world) his anger needed to be directed somewhere. Thus, you introduced him to video games. As many as you could get your hands on. Though his favorites are First Person Shooters with high stakes and higher kill counts, he gained a soft spot for games like Mass Effect, Castlevania, and even Animal Crossing.

To make money, he's a streamer. He ends up gaining a cult of followers very quickly. I mean, just in general he's hot af, but then you have people who just kind of know he's Knives Millions.