[ Chongyun is still overwhelmed with emotion, so he goes quiet after that brush of lips against his jaw that nearly gives him a heart attack. In a good way. Heart aching, he turns to toss the wet towel into the laundry basket, taking the time to try and put himself back together. Deep breaths, Chongyun. Deep breaths. ]
Of course you are.
[ Chongyun glances back to his friend with a little smile, gaze falling down to his chest for a moment to take in the state of his soaked clothing.
... 👁👄👁
His eyes shoot back up to meet Xingqiu's gaze. No, he must not look down. Can't look down. Because his shirt is white and now soaked, in the light of the room he can clearly see his ni ... nip... nipples ...
Chongyun stalks over to his closet door and flings it open with way too much strength. He may have confessed his feelings, but he certainly can't ogle Xingqiu's wet chest and pink nipples like some kind of shameless creep.
As expected, the exorcist doesn't really keep much in the way of clothes. Even here in Hell he wears his uniform, comfortable in what he knows. He had spruced up today very much on purpose, but he hadn't really picked out the pieces himself, letting the girl at the store go wild with what she thought was cute. The rest of the clothes Xingqiu has to pick from are things like t-shirts and sweatpants, an oversized hoodie, some basketball shorts, a few things he had picked up or had been given to him when working shifts in some of the textile shops in Tamamo territory. ]
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Of course you are.
[ Chongyun glances back to his friend with a little smile, gaze falling down to his chest for a moment to take in the state of his soaked clothing.
... 👁👄👁
His eyes shoot back up to meet Xingqiu's gaze. No, he must not look down. Can't look down. Because his shirt is white and now soaked, in the light of the room he can clearly see his ni ... nip... nipples ...
Chongyun stalks over to his closet door and flings it open with way too much strength. He may have confessed his feelings, but he certainly can't ogle Xingqiu's wet chest and pink nipples like some kind of shameless creep.
As expected, the exorcist doesn't really keep much in the way of clothes. Even here in Hell he wears his uniform, comfortable in what he knows. He had spruced up today very much on purpose, but he hadn't really picked out the pieces himself, letting the girl at the store go wild with what she thought was cute. The rest of the clothes Xingqiu has to pick from are things like t-shirts and sweatpants, an oversized hoodie, some basketball shorts, a few things he had picked up or had been given to him when working shifts in some of the textile shops in Tamamo territory. ]
Come pick something.
[ And put those nipples away. ]