[ In what world should Mine's private bathroom be too small to fit the both of them? Still, unaligned habits have resulted in him stepping out first. Nishikiyama showers hotter than he does, Mine barely above lukewarm, and it's still evident when the steam escapes after him. Scent of his own shampoo and body wash, because of the double-use it lingers in the air more obviously than if he were alone this morning.
Mine dabs his body dry, then wraps his towel around his waist for comfort. Microfiber everything. He wicks most of the water from his hair with another smaller one, but even so it clings to itself in thicker, damp strands. He swipes it back by combing his fingers through. Mine's face is touched by a new, wet sheen as the vapor from Nishikiyama's exit escapes alongside him. Mine's routine halts while he watches Nishikiyama in the mirror. He won't mind if he's caught staring, hard to fake out where he aims when they stand next to each other like so. Should he say something about what he's seeing? Nishikiyama'd been no less handsome in the low light. Mine's gaze flickers between profile and front-view. ]
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Date: 2024-04-22 12:18 pm (UTC)Mine dabs his body dry, then wraps his towel around his waist for comfort. Microfiber everything. He wicks most of the water from his hair with another smaller one, but even so it clings to itself in thicker, damp strands. He swipes it back by combing his fingers through. Mine's face is touched by a new, wet sheen as the vapor from Nishikiyama's exit escapes alongside him. Mine's routine halts while he watches Nishikiyama in the mirror. He won't mind if he's caught staring, hard to fake out where he aims when they stand next to each other like so. Should he say something about what he's seeing? Nishikiyama'd been no less handsome in the low light. Mine's gaze flickers between profile and front-view. ]
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