[Not that Chuuya couldn’t easily carry Atsushi back to the lounge if he needed to, but it’s better if the guy doesn’t end up passing out.
He chuckles. His hair does seem to darken several shades when wet, giving it an almost crimson hue. It also straightens out his wild half-curls for all of a few minutes.]
Maybe I’ll make you brush it again.
[Of course there’s no brushes here, but still.
Chuuya slides right up next to Atsushi, the calm water parting for just a moment before stilling yet again. He could climb right into Atsushi’s lap and see what he does, but for now he’ll just splash him to try and get his hair wet too.]
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[Not that Chuuya couldn’t easily carry Atsushi back to the lounge if he needed to, but it’s better if the guy doesn’t end up passing out.
He chuckles. His hair does seem to darken several shades when wet, giving it an almost crimson hue. It also straightens out his wild half-curls for all of a few minutes.]
Maybe I’ll make you brush it again.
[Of course there’s no brushes here, but still.
Chuuya slides right up next to Atsushi, the calm water parting for just a moment before stilling yet again. He could climb right into Atsushi’s lap and see what he does, but for now he’ll just splash him to try and get his hair wet too.]
Yours looks almost the same.