[Chuuya isn’t going to laugh at him or anything; anyone else, yes, he’d make some kind of comment about how they couldn’t handle him, but somehow he really can’t justify saying such a thing to Atsushi.
He climbs off of Atsushi’s lap to let him up, though there’s still a very obvious tent between his legs.]
You gonna shower?
[He wouldn’t be opposed to bathing together, but he’s not gonna follow Atsushi around if he wants some time alone, even if he has yet to get off himself.]
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[Chuuya isn’t going to laugh at him or anything; anyone else, yes, he’d make some kind of comment about how they couldn’t handle him, but somehow he really can’t justify saying such a thing to Atsushi.
He climbs off of Atsushi’s lap to let him up, though there’s still a very obvious tent between his legs.]
You gonna shower?
[He wouldn’t be opposed to bathing together, but he’s not gonna follow Atsushi around if he wants some time alone, even if he has yet to get off himself.]