[ Yes, Tidus, just shove your entire fist up his butt.
Thankfully - or maybe not thankfully for Tidus, since it's not like he can read Inigo's mind - Inigo is thinking of help that's a little less intense than that, though he doesn't voice it. Honestly, just having Tidus there with him instead of having it being him awkwardly cleaning himself all alone already feels a tad better, so even that's just helping.
He shifts a little to give Tidus some space to pull his arm away, before properly sitting up. As he watches Tidus pick up clothes, he slowly pulls the tiara out of his own hair, just putting it down on the bed for now, before sitting on the side of the bed to grab the pants of his dancer outfit. ]
Um..
[ He's thinking for a moment. The way Inigo looks right now makes this whole task a lot more challenging.. He doesn't mind that his pants will get dirty when he puts them on, because he can just throw them in the washing machine, but there is the problem of anyone seeing him.. ]
I can go first, if you look to make sure there's no one out in the hallway right now.
[ And then Tidus can join him.
You know, so they're not suspiciously heading into the shower together. ]
No no, I can go first! [ Does Inigo think he doesn't want to go first? Good thing, big dumb mouth! Tidus swings a look back at Inigo, before putting on his shirt. ] It's no problem! I'll go out, then I'll go straight to the nearest shower. You don't want to get there and someone's already inside.
[ And what if someone came into the hall in those few seconds? When Inigo's make-up has smudged a little, his skin is still red.
Tidus stands, not unaware of his own flushed features, the stickiness that still clings to him all over. But he nods to Inigo all the same. ]
Just tell me when you're ready, and we'll go.
[ Like two mice scurrying to their hole, also known as the shower room. ]
They're so cool. So confident. Totally not flustered and worried to hell and back about all of this. They're just a right pair of cool dudes. ]
U-Uh, okay-- [ Inigo therefore answers in the absolute coolest way possible.
By which I mean that he's sputtering out words, his face still red as he hastily tries to pull his pants up. There's not much use in putting the belt back on when he's going to take these off again anyway in a moment, so he just holds them up himself. ]
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Thankfully - or maybe not thankfully for Tidus, since it's not like he can read Inigo's mind - Inigo is thinking of help that's a little less intense than that, though he doesn't voice it. Honestly, just having Tidus there with him instead of having it being him awkwardly cleaning himself all alone already feels a tad better, so even that's just helping.
He shifts a little to give Tidus some space to pull his arm away, before properly sitting up. As he watches Tidus pick up clothes, he slowly pulls the tiara out of his own hair, just putting it down on the bed for now, before sitting on the side of the bed to grab the pants of his dancer outfit. ]
Um..
[ He's thinking for a moment. The way Inigo looks right now makes this whole task a lot more challenging.. He doesn't mind that his pants will get dirty when he puts them on, because he can just throw them in the washing machine, but there is the problem of anyone seeing him.. ]
I can go first, if you look to make sure there's no one out in the hallway right now.
[ And then Tidus can join him.
You know, so they're not suspiciously heading into the shower together. ]
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[ And what if someone came into the hall in those few seconds? When Inigo's make-up has smudged a little, his skin is still red.
Tidus stands, not unaware of his own flushed features, the stickiness that still clings to him all over. But he nods to Inigo all the same. ]
Just tell me when you're ready, and we'll go.
[ Like two mice scurrying to their hole, also known as the shower room. ]
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They're so cool. So confident. Totally not flustered and worried to hell and back about all of this. They're just a right pair of cool dudes. ]
U-Uh, okay-- [ Inigo therefore answers in the absolute coolest way possible.
By which I mean that he's sputtering out words, his face still red as he hastily tries to pull his pants up. There's not much use in putting the belt back on when he's going to take these off again anyway in a moment, so he just holds them up himself. ]
I'm ready.
[ L-Let's go, bro! They can do this..! ]