[ bakugou helping him out with those simple techniques was kinda ...... sexy. really sexy. and he can't explain why. it's one of those moves that is normal on paper yet in act it had such an attractive aura that denji decided no one could pull it off aside from this boy. it might explain the look on the half-devil's face, a brief glance over his shoulder that wavered as bakugou moved towards the door. hmm. even though he doesn't understand the appeal, but denji likes this feeling- ... when he uncovers something new as a seductive attribute, adding it to the growing list of ordinary tasks bakugou does that turns him on when it shouldn't. did the hero know of this list? maybe he shouldn't.
relaxing in the water, denji tipped his head back against the rim, enough so he could regard the other boy with an easy smile. a bit disappointed bakugou refrained from joining him, but it's understandable why. it is too cold, even for denji, and since the base is still suffering from inoperable ac units, he knew this water would warm up in no time. perhaps then the hero will have a change of heart and settle in. ]
You make me feel a lot better than this. You're right ...
[ even with the freezing temperature and the mild shiver, it didn't stop denji's face from heating up; a light tint of reddish hue on each cheekbone and a matching curve of his lips. he didn't even bother to hide it; his thoughts, their shared closeness, and he likes to believe it more of him remembering fond memories but it's also a bit too spicy not to trigger other reactions. then again, bakugou is allowed to catch him like this, read him like an open book. after all, they've seen each other bare; not only with physical intimacy but emotionally too. last month was the first time he lost himself within his anxieties and his boyfriend was forced to see that ugly side of him, and instead of being repelled by it, bakugou embraced him, accepted his flaws, and made him feel safe.
he scoops some of the water between his hands, freshening up with a big splash to the face. denji then aims for his hair next, rinsing and brushing his fingers through the blonde locks, pushing them back in a sleek style. ]
You could, you know, start ahead and strip. [ usually, denji would love to be the one doing it for him, but that would involve him stepping out of the water, so maybe this time the hero has the freedom to undress at his own pace. sitting up, he crossed his arms over the edge of the tub, leaning on it, unmindful of the dripping mess he was making all over the floor. it's about to get worse in one way or another. ] ... I need to see it, anyway.
[ while it's healing, and might be fated to disappear after further treatments with the advanced medical procedures in this city, it's still a bit too soon for a full recovery; the scar from his chainsaws. ever since that day, denji was too afraid to look at it, it possibly contributed to him being too nervous to touch his boyfriend for the past few weeks. if he wanted to shake it off and truly take it in as a learning experience instead of a crippling trauma, this is a decent start. he had to take a good look and promise himself that bakugou is okay.
there is a reason why this incident is affecting denji the way it is, and one day it will make sense to the hero. ]
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relaxing in the water, denji tipped his head back against the rim, enough so he could regard the other boy with an easy smile. a bit disappointed bakugou refrained from joining him, but it's understandable why. it is too cold, even for denji, and since the base is still suffering from inoperable ac units, he knew this water would warm up in no time. perhaps then the hero will have a change of heart and settle in. ]
You make me feel a lot better than this. You're right ...
[ even with the freezing temperature and the mild shiver, it didn't stop denji's face from heating up; a light tint of reddish hue on each cheekbone and a matching curve of his lips. he didn't even bother to hide it; his thoughts, their shared closeness, and he likes to believe it more of him remembering fond memories but it's also a bit too spicy not to trigger other reactions. then again, bakugou is allowed to catch him like this, read him like an open book. after all, they've seen each other bare; not only with physical intimacy but emotionally too. last month was the first time he lost himself within his anxieties and his boyfriend was forced to see that ugly side of him, and instead of being repelled by it, bakugou embraced him, accepted his flaws, and made him feel safe.
he scoops some of the water between his hands, freshening up with a big splash to the face. denji then aims for his hair next, rinsing and brushing his fingers through the blonde locks, pushing them back in a sleek style. ]
You could, you know, start ahead and strip. [ usually, denji would love to be the one doing it for him, but that would involve him stepping out of the water, so maybe this time the hero has the freedom to undress at his own pace. sitting up, he crossed his arms over the edge of the tub, leaning on it, unmindful of the dripping mess he was making all over the floor. it's about to get worse in one way or another. ] ... I need to see it, anyway.
[ while it's healing, and might be fated to disappear after further treatments with the advanced medical procedures in this city, it's still a bit too soon for a full recovery; the scar from his chainsaws. ever since that day, denji was too afraid to look at it, it possibly contributed to him being too nervous to touch his boyfriend for the past few weeks. if he wanted to shake it off and truly take it in as a learning experience instead of a crippling trauma, this is a decent start. he had to take a good look and promise himself that bakugou is okay.
there is a reason why this incident is affecting denji the way it is, and one day it will make sense to the hero. ]