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Kazuma Asogi ([personal profile] chippedsoul) wrote2021-08-18 05:32 pm
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chippedsoul: (there and back again)

[personal profile] chippedsoul 2022-07-02 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[...She's so cute. He wince as he moves to sit up himself, pulling a towel with him. He then puts it over Susato's head.] Can't say I wasn't asking for it.

[Whether she asked for it or not, he's going to help dry her hair. Fang is sitting down nearby, at a lost at what to make of these hooman activities. It usually doesn't take this long for them to clean up.]
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[personal profile] judicialassistant 2022-07-02 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Mmf-- [ Suddenly she can't see! She almost breathes in a mouthful of towel, but at the very least, she understands his intentions quickly. Sneaky of him to take advantage of the fact that her head at been slightly bowed. It feels like a gentle massage as the towel is pulled down. Probably better than she'd care to admit once her sight is restored, his hands getting at the lower strands.

Hopefully he'll allow her to return the favor. ]

Someday... [ She hums contentedly, glancing Fang's way apprehensively. Yeah, Susato understands none of this either. How did they even get here? In a laugh, she adds: ] Perhaps. I'll get it right.
chippedsoul: (I'll play along)

[personal profile] chippedsoul 2022-07-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
Hm. Someday. [Should he be encouraging this? His dignity was on the line. So was her happiness. Ah, if it happens, it happens. Worry about it then. He lets the towel drop onto her shoulders, a warm smile on his face.]

Thank you, for joining me in the bath.
judicialassistant: ([fa] blush)

🎀

[personal profile] judicialassistant 2022-07-03 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Considering how she often came to regret it with Ryunosuke at times, he probably shouldn't encourage it; but she probably shouldn't be bathing with him either. Ultimately, she is glad she did, of course. Who knows when something like that would ever come up between them, if at all. With that still at the back of her mind, she closes her fist like she is grasping that very feeling of being here for him, in the palm of her hand.

The towel lands on her shoulders, and she returns his smile, forcing herself to meet his eyes. What is she supposed to say? "Oh, yes. Anytime."

In the end, she just settles for, ] You... You're welcome.
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