Mild Trigun Oneshots

Gingerbread (Vash x GN!Reader)

Plot: You join Vash in a visit to Karsted City. To keep you being there a secret, Lina and Grandma Sheryl mingle with the townsfolk, leaving you and Vash to bake cookies to be decorated later together with Lina.

Tags: No use of "Y/N", Established Relationship, Fluff, Festive Cheer, Holiday Traditions, Christmas Cookies, Gingerbread Making, Banter, Playfulness, Physical Tenderness, Shenanigans, Spending Time Together, Kissing, Licking Vash's Prosthetic Like a Whisk, Cuddling, Cookie Eating

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"It sure is nice to be here, but are you sure it is safe?" You ask as you wrap your arms around Vash's waist, knotting your fingers on his stomach and hugging him from behind. You feel the shifts and movements of his muscles as he continues to knead the dark brown dough that already starts to make the room smell heavenly and sweet.

"Yeah, Grandma Sheryl and Lina went to the church; they said they would mingle in town so nobody would get the idea to come here for a surprise visit. As long as we don't turn on the big lights, it's doubtful anyone would get suspicious of us being here. It's okay, love." Vash explains calmly. He has learned that it helps to settle your nerves, so he tries to do it more and not just shrug and go with the flow.

"I feel bad for them having to leave just for us. I was also looking forward to spending time with them, not to mention you've missed them both so much. Will they at least be back to have dinner?" You continue to question him, burying your face into the soft knitted sweater Sheryl made for him.

"Of course they will! They wouldn't miss a festive dinner together! They might just be here a little late. More time for us to make these gingerbreads!" he replies, the soft smile you love so much dripping from his voice.

"You're right! It was hard enough to get the ingredients! We can't let them go to waste!" New determination energizes you to loosen your hug and step out from behind Vash. You roll up your sleeves again and kiss his cheek. Vash tilts his whole body towards you to make sure you can reach his face and even turns his head afterward with his lips puckered. His hands are still busy kneading the dough in front of him, so you give in and put another light kiss on his lips. His front is covered in flour; his nice jumper is only protected thanks to the frilly apron he wears. The flour even dusts his face, a more prominent line on his forehead where he swiped over with his forearm. It's endearing, and you can't help but smile at his messy appearance.

You leave him to his task and start to look for the supplies necessary for the next steps. Preparing the baking trays takes some time; you need to smear the metal with butter and some flour to make sure nothing will stick to them once baked. You also check that the oven is preheating to the correct temperature, and you lay out the few cookie cutters you have so that they are easily accessible. A heart, a star, a little man, a bell, and a cat.

"I think the dough is done. You've kneaded it for long enough," you say as you fight the drawer filled with utensils to get the rolling pin out. Somehow the drawer has gotten stuck and won't budge no matter how hard you pull.

"Yeah, it feels all smooth and ready!" Vash answers and forms a ball with the dough. "Ohhh... Mayfly?"

"What's up, love?"

You finally manage to wiggle the utensils enough to pry open the drawer, the culprit being the rolling pin itself that had gotten lodged in the worst position.

"It's my hand..." He trails off, and you turn towards him, resting the pin on your shoulder like a bat. "I think I need your help."

Vash looks like a puppy that has gotten into trouble. He lifts his skeletal prosthetic that has gingerbread dough stuck in every nook and cranny.