Chuuya doesn’t immediately head out of the bathroom, though, settling for wrapping the towel around his waist instead. His hair seems to be doing its own thing, wet half-curls falling over his shoulder and clinging to his face, as wild and untamed as the man they belong to.
Chuuya snorts at the state of Atsushi’s hair, reaching out to smooth down a wild side piece. It occurs to him as he listens to Atsushi speak that he...doesn’t know most of these people.]
You’re pretty popular, huh?
[Chuuya’s own experiences on Nysa have netted him a few loyal friends, but several of them are already on that list.]
Guess I’ll have to work harder to stand out~
[As if he doesn’t already with his looks and personality.]
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Chuuya doesn’t immediately head out of the bathroom, though, settling for wrapping the towel around his waist instead. His hair seems to be doing its own thing, wet half-curls falling over his shoulder and clinging to his face, as wild and untamed as the man they belong to.
Chuuya snorts at the state of Atsushi’s hair, reaching out to smooth down a wild side piece. It occurs to him as he listens to Atsushi speak that he...doesn’t know most of these people.]
You’re pretty popular, huh?
[Chuuya’s own experiences on Nysa have netted him a few loyal friends, but several of them are already on that list.]
Guess I’ll have to work harder to stand out~
[As if he doesn’t already with his looks and personality.]
Don’t overthink it. It’ll be fun.