[ He looks faintly disappointed when his eyes reopen, his face slid into a tilt and bottom lip pushed up — an expression a child would make, as if he'd been expecting something else. Rubbing a hand over the still-warm spot he'd pressed his lips to, Denji stares at him before grabbing Aki's cheeks with both hands, nails pressing into the taper of hair that disappears into his jaw, and yanking him down again for a firm, but horribly brief, kiss. Once that's settled, then he unsaddles from Aki's lap. ]
I'm movin', I'm movin'.
[ The towel he swipes to pat his face dry doesn't really keep him from dripping all over place outside the bath, little drops of water joining the other stains collaging their sheets as he shakes his hair into its usual disarray. Used to doing laundry on his own by now, he barely muffles a yawn as everything's thrown inside and he gets the machine spinning. Hopefully it doesn't need more than one cycle, but they'll just have to deal with that as it comes…
He peeks his head out to make sure Nayuta's still asleep — and it looks like it, by how her door's shut. With a look over his shoulder, he asks Aki: ] You want me to run out and grab your clothes?
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I'm movin', I'm movin'.
[ The towel he swipes to pat his face dry doesn't really keep him from dripping all over place outside the bath, little drops of water joining the other stains collaging their sheets as he shakes his hair into its usual disarray. Used to doing laundry on his own by now, he barely muffles a yawn as everything's thrown inside and he gets the machine spinning. Hopefully it doesn't need more than one cycle, but they'll just have to deal with that as it comes…
He peeks his head out to make sure Nayuta's still asleep — and it looks like it, by how her door's shut. With a look over his shoulder, he asks Aki: ] You want me to run out and grab your clothes?