[He would hope he smells at least okay, considering he showered not that long ago. A hand settles itself on a hip, the other sliding its way up Chuuya's back to tangle fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. Luckily for Chuuya Elliot's fidgety sometimes and he likes playing with hair when he gets the chance to. If only his hair was black instead of red maybe he could pretend he was someone else...
But no, that's fucked up and rude. This is Chuuya, the alcoholic who hits on his brother. Not anyone else.
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But no, that's fucked up and rude. This is Chuuya, the alcoholic who hits on his brother. Not anyone else.
He's not so bad though...]
I just smell normal, I think.