[Oh boy, he's way too close, and he's way too shirtless. For a wild moment that she should be ashamed of, she imagines what it'd be like for him to slip his hands around her waist and kiss her.
Vanya's cheeks burn, and she flicks her eyes to the ceiling, refusing to look at Five's face. It's wrong for her to think like this, and she doesn't want to risk her relationship with her brother by drawing attention to the issues she's having again. She's lucky enough it didn't become a big issue after her last outburst.]
No fever! Just--you know. You should put on a shirt.
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Vanya's cheeks burn, and she flicks her eyes to the ceiling, refusing to look at Five's face. It's wrong for her to think like this, and she doesn't want to risk her relationship with her brother by drawing attention to the issues she's having again. She's lucky enough it didn't become a big issue after her last outburst.]
No fever! Just--you know. You should put on a shirt.