[ his lashes, already heavy from his growing fatigue, flutter shut at the gentle touch along his brow. his head turns towards kuroo's hand, seeking the heat from his body even in just that simple touch. if his boyfriend lets him, he'd lean his face into that hand, maybe even doz off like that...
ah, yes. dinner. hygiene. ]
I told you you should've showered with me...
[ he sits up a little straighter, even going as far as to stand back on his own two feet. look at him go! ]
In my defence, when I made the decision to not shower with you I didn't think we'd be spending most of our day out fucking in a photo booth and sucking dick in a restaurant bathroom.
[ He says, deadpan. If only someone were to walk in right now, wouldn't that just be the icing on the cake? His flat expression is soon replaced by a smile, though, as Kuroo worms his arms around Nisaka's hips to pull him a little toward the doorway as he walks back. ]
Maybe we can share a bath or something tonight~
[ It would be nice, he thinks, to wash the events of today off but still keep them close as he holds Nisaka to his chest in the tub.. He doesn't know where all these romantic thoughts are coming from, but he's not complaining. ]
Oh...? It's not like you to willingly douse yourself in water.
[ though maybe the fact his hair keeps mostly out of said water is a bonus.
he curls his hands a little tighter around the front of kuroo's shirt as he's all but penguin-waddled towards the door, and while he trusts his boyfriend to have better senses and sharper reflexes than he'll ever have, he still takes care to keep an eye on the doorway itself as it nears, just in case another person walks in or, even more unlikely, kuroo walks them both into a wall. ]
It's a deal.
[ he leans up, snagging one quick last kiss from the other before drawing away, just in time to coax kuroo to turn towards the door and exit it properly. he passes one last hand down the front of his attire, hoping it doesn't look nearly as rumpled as he feels. ]
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ah, yes. dinner. hygiene. ]
I told you you should've showered with me...
[ he sits up a little straighter, even going as far as to stand back on his own two feet. look at him go! ]
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[ He says, deadpan. If only someone were to walk in right now, wouldn't that just be the icing on the cake? His flat expression is soon replaced by a smile, though, as Kuroo worms his arms around Nisaka's hips to pull him a little toward the doorway as he walks back. ]
Maybe we can share a bath or something tonight~
[ It would be nice, he thinks, to wash the events of today off but still keep them close as he holds Nisaka to his chest in the tub.. He doesn't know where all these romantic thoughts are coming from, but he's not complaining. ]
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[ though maybe the fact his hair keeps mostly out of said water is a bonus.
he curls his hands a little tighter around the front of kuroo's shirt as he's all but penguin-waddled towards the door, and while he trusts his boyfriend to have better senses and sharper reflexes than he'll ever have, he still takes care to keep an eye on the doorway itself as it nears, just in case another person walks in or, even more unlikely, kuroo walks them both into a wall. ]
It's a deal.
[ he leans up, snagging one quick last kiss from the other before drawing away, just in time to coax kuroo to turn towards the door and exit it properly. he passes one last hand down the front of his attire, hoping it doesn't look nearly as rumpled as he feels. ]