[after quite a lot of composing himself, Rin (sporting Makoto's light orange towel) makes a rather harried powerwalk from Makoto's bedroom to the bathroom, shutting the door behind himself loudly and with a face still red as a beet]
[he doesn't much wait for Makoto to say anything cute or charming, simply pulls his towel off his waist, folds it, and climbs into the warm tub]
[two seconds later he's underwater, maybe never to breach again.]
Re: King Shit
[he doesn't much wait for Makoto to say anything cute or charming, simply pulls his towel off his waist, folds it, and climbs into the warm tub]
[two seconds later he's underwater, maybe never to breach again.]