[ lance lingers by the desk where the chair is, giving his face a few more pats to get it nice and dry before hanging the towel off the back of it. he's frowning, but mostly because he's annoyed that keith looks so cute waiting for him like that, when here he'd wanted to be annoyed about the kissing thing. hmph. ]
How else do you think I'm supposed to look this good?
[ basically: yes. or at least some form of this. be grateful he isn't doing a 12-step korean routine....
anyway, he's walking back towards the bed, climbing over keith again. since he doesn't have to be quite as careful with his mask off now, he is even less graceful about it. (though, given how agile he was in getting off, one could think he's doing it like this on purpose.... hMmMm.) ]
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How else do you think I'm supposed to look this good?
[ basically: yes. or at least some form of this. be grateful he isn't doing a 12-step korean routine....
anyway, he's walking back towards the bed, climbing over keith again. since he doesn't have to be quite as careful with his mask off now, he is even less graceful about it. (though, given how agile he was in getting off, one could think he's doing it like this on purpose.... hMmMm.) ]