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k-dokja · 2 years

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Vasco!!! what will happen when him and reader finally get together?

Y'all... This is the final Lookism request I will take and I feel like this has come full circle since the first ever Lookism piece I've written is Vasco trying to ask the reader out on last year's August.

Anyway, thanks everyone for the support in the past year \o/ It has been fun!

You want to say Vasco looks younger when he's peaceful and relaxed, but that'd be... lying. To everyone. It's a blatant untruth, too. One doesn't even need to look for too long to see that there is no way possible for Vasco to be a high school student. It's even worse when you look at Burn Knuckles as a whole.

Suddenly, you feel the urge to slap someone around for this situation you are in.

"Vasco..." You call for him with your fingers running through the strands of his hair. It's now cut and styled with an uneven bang. Faintly, this reminds you of Zack Lee from the fashion department in a year lower. "Have you shaved recently?"

He hums, relaxed by your touch alone. It's not often that he gets to lie down on your lap between his training and... whatever it is that his crew gets up to. However, when this does happen, you find that he's nowhere near the intimidating man he poses to be for his crew. It's a bit disorienting. Just a bit.

Nobody can blame you for getting a bit nostalgic about the shy and naive Vasco of... a year ago. Seriously, you cannot figure out what in the world turns him into the current him. None of the Burn Knuckles would be this bad of an influence on him. If anything, you don't think they can even influence him badly at all.

"Uh, yeah," he says, "this morning."

You frown at the scuffle of beard on his cheeks. Maybe he didn't shave them all. The shape looks pretty neat and trimmed. Not that you know much about how beard works, of everything.

"I see..." You do not. "I noticed Burn Knuckles have gotten a wardrobe change lately." You glance at Jace with his ear pierced and hair tied up. When he notices your attention, he sends you a friendly smile, one that you mirror even if it is only on reflex.

You have no problem with him, personally. But his new tattoo and attitude have also been a choice. If anything, you have to wonder if he's the originator of this leather wardrobe the entire crew is in.

"Do you disapprove?" Vasco cracks an eye open, a bit apprehensive. However, you redirect your smile from Jace to him. To reassure him, if anything.

"No, it's..." Well, it is not like you oppose the choice. "New, that's all."

Vasco relaxes at that. Even with his eyes fluttering shut once more, he has yet to grow comfortable like before. "A lot happened recently," he explains, "I'm sorry for not keeping you up-to-date."

"It's fine, it's fine," you say empty words, "long as you boys are having fun and staying safe, I don't think there's any problem."

Vasco stays quiet, but you can see the sweat rolling down his forehead.

"...You are staying safe, yes?"

"Well..."

The remainder of his answer is snuffed into a whisper and overwhelmed by the laughter of other Burn Knuckles chatting. You frown, leaning down closer. "What?"

"It is like this..."

He starts again, but once more, his answer grows quieter with every word. Even without interference from other members, his reply fails to transmit to you with that low volume of his. You sigh, a bit annoyed with this antic of his. It is, how should you say this, irritable.

"This brat," you grumble, pinching his arm, "speak louder."

It is a futile action which proves to be nothing but a warning. With his bicep being this rock-hard, you doubt he experiences any pain physically. However, your displeasure always deals out psyche damage to him, and that is enough for you.

"Ah, noona...." He sputters. The sheepish expression on his face might've worked on a face far younger, but it fails miserably on his mature features. "You didn't have to pinch me."

"Speak louder then," you say, "where is your usual might?"

"Ah, well, you know," he tucks at his collar, "I don't like to get you involved with crew business, it's dangerous enough for Burn Knuckles. If others know you're with me, it might be dangerous for you, too."

"And I respect that decision," you cup his face in your hand and squeeze, "that doesn't mean you have to keep everything from me, how will I know what to avoid if I don't even know what's going on?"

"Pluh 'pare me, ma'uhm," he splutters, "Ah didn't mehm to ahpset yew."

You glare down and tighten your grip, "Are you really apologetic or do you think you're such a strong man now that you don't have to listen to your girlfriend anymore?"

"Ah cause not," Vasco endures his punishment valiantly but continues to speak in muffled words, "watevah yew shay, go."

Finally, you release him and Vasco breathes out a sigh of relief. "Besides, you know I can help you if anything arises, right? I don't think Jace alone is enough to make up for your absent brain cells..."

Distracted by rubbing his squeezed cheeks, he asks, "What?"

"Nothing," you say. "Anyway, you guys are big boys, now, I don't care if you get into fights long as you win it. But if you stopped winning, then I'll start having a problem."

"I'll do my best to not cause a problem for you," Vasco says resolutely, then with a sheepier tone, he adds, "can I get a kiss on my boo-boo?"

You sigh, a bit overdramatic. However, before granting him his wish, you pull at his cheek once more. Really... he doesn't have fat there, too. You can scarcely believe he's meant to be younger than you. Maybe it's you who are doing it wrong...

"Seriously," you drop a kiss on his lips, which is decidedly not where he asked, "you're lucky I love you."

"Aw," he grins goofily, not even noticing you didn't grant him his request, "I love you, too."

"Awwwwwwwwww."

Just then, you turn to see the rest of Burn Knuckles watching your little interaction. All of them make various expressions of fondness, but that does nothing for the strangeness of the situation.

"Stop watching, damnit!"

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{Continuing from (x) for: @melpcmene}

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'So much energy.'

The thought flickered through Vasco's mind. He's not sure how many times he has expressed to himself about the energy radiating off of Vash. The way the other man seemed to be constantly moving or showing off his excitement every now and then. Not that the sea captain had anything against energetic people or those like Vash. It always threw Vasco off.

Even then, Vasco moved forward, allowing himself to be dragged along. It's better than stopping, especially when they are close to getting what is necessary. Water or rather any drinks. Anything to drink and get rid of the thirst drying up both his lips and throat, making it hard to speak. It made him wonder how the other man speak in such high volume without wanting to cough up a storm. It's already bad enough they ran out of water.

Licking his lips, Vasco cleared his throat. Or attempted to, but he had to hold back a small cough.

❝I don't think he will allow us in even more if you keep scratching and banging like that. We can go elsewhere or wait until morning if needed to.❞ And hopefully not get turned away if they come back. His gaze going from the closed sign to Vash, though there's not an ounce of annoyance within. Just exhaustion. Exhausted from walking around for so long.

#melpcmene #⛴ a ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜsᴛᴀɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ ﹙ɪᴄ﹚

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