( Cloud's words bring Vincent to glance over at the blond. He wonders quietly on the other. To be open with him like this, to invite him like this, it was endearing and special. Something he did not want to take for granted, nor did he want to deny his curiosity for Cloud's offering.
Vincent reaches for the earrings and holds them between his gloved hand and the one wearing the gauntlet. There wasn't much use in feeling the earrings, but Vincent imagined how the steel would feel against his flesh. Were they cold, were they a hard and strong metal or were they a soft and dainty type of metal? )
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Vincent reaches for the earrings and holds them between his gloved hand and the one wearing the gauntlet. There wasn't much use in feeling the earrings, but Vincent imagined how the steel would feel against his flesh. Were they cold, were they a hard and strong metal or were they a soft and dainty type of metal? )