A/N: Unapologetic Vash/Milly shipper here. Not that this is particularly romantic, but, eh. Trigun was the first series that really made me realize anime could have a lot of good things to say.
Disclaimer: Trigun is not mine; it's Yasuhiro Nightow's, and any other respective owners'.
Inspired by This = Love by The Script
Worth
Wolfwood told her about what he'd done to save that town and that young girl. Stripped, so he was stark naked, in front of all those people, and acted like a dog. She almost couldn't believe it-but only almost. At first the insurance agent had thought he was a joke. Absolutely no way was this donut-loving, easily-frightened, Casanova-wannabe goofball the infamous Vash the Stampede. But after she found out that he was indeed the person she was looking for-she couldn't get around it, as much as she'd wanted to-she began to see through his facade. Luck had nothing to do with how he avoided killing and getting killed. And that infuriating smile and carefree attitude? They hid a seriousness that only occasionally surfaced, a pain of which the man never spoke.
Yet she knew that if he had a choice, he'd rather not pick up a gun. He even wanted to save his enemies. Because all of the things he did were for peace. He was no more a fighter by nature than she was a flirt. The man preferred playing with children to fighting with guns, though he did both very well. And he made himself indispensable to the people he met. He wormed his way into their hearts-her heart-and made them see how wonderful a life full of love was. Then he expected them to forget about him, to pretend that he was nothing, meant nothing, wasn't important. But he was so important.
Time and trauma had twisted his life, made him lonely, but he never let that show, and kept it from happening to others when he could help it. Despite all the things he had suffered, he was still able to smile and willingly suffer more. To laugh. To feel compassion for everyone, friend or foe, even the most depraved-to cry for them. To encourage everyone to turn their lives around. To love. His call to love was so soft yet so loud that even the most hardened shouldn't have been able to ignore it, though they did.
He never understood his own worth. She only hoped that one day he would.