“And that, big guy, is where we run into stupid little things called misunderstandings.”
Was he wasting water? He was totally wasting water. But they were planetside so could it just get refilled from a lake or something? Mm, but if he could get Declan to compromise, he wanted there to still be hot water…. Desire stepped back into the shower area just long enough to stop the water, since it looked like he had to make the hard sell (more evidence in favor of his side of the argument, thanks), before returning to the doorway.
This time he stepped right on through it, wet footsteps giving away his approach until he was right there, leaning on the back of Declan’s chair.
“What’d the pup say? Aoba hasn’t had a chance to explore himself? See, you managed to take that as meaning you couldn’t be liked, when the proper answer is you’re exactly what is liked. And when you got it wrong, Reason was too embarrassed to correct you.”
He reached down, dragging a damp finger along the side of Declan’s neck. That line where a pulse could flutter or pound so tellingly.
“That’s the problem when you’re the side of things dedicated to thinking. You think up the stupidest shit sometimes. With the two of us going back and forth, it’s easy for Aoba to confuse what he thinks he knows with what he knows he wants.”
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Was he wasting water? He was totally wasting water. But they were planetside so could it just get refilled from a lake or something? Mm, but if he could get Declan to compromise, he wanted there to still be hot water…. Desire stepped back into the shower area just long enough to stop the water, since it looked like he had to make the hard sell (more evidence in favor of his side of the argument, thanks), before returning to the doorway.
This time he stepped right on through it, wet footsteps giving away his approach until he was right there, leaning on the back of Declan’s chair.
“What’d the pup say? Aoba hasn’t had a chance to explore himself? See, you managed to take that as meaning you couldn’t be liked, when the proper answer is you’re exactly what is liked. And when you got it wrong, Reason was too embarrassed to correct you.”
He reached down, dragging a damp finger along the side of Declan’s neck. That line where a pulse could flutter or pound so tellingly.
“That’s the problem when you’re the side of things dedicated to thinking. You think up the stupidest shit sometimes. With the two of us going back and forth, it’s easy for Aoba to confuse what he thinks he knows with what he knows he wants.”