Atobe had enough restraint to control his true feelings in most cases, but in this particular one, they were completely transparent to Oshitari. After allowing his friend to escape, he unpacked a little for both of them (at least, the items that would wrinkle) and followed lazily.
He entered the changing area just as Atobe seemed to be leaving it or the small set of stools. "Save the honor of washing your back for me, dear sir?" he asked, tugging the knot of his own robe. "I'll join you in just a moment."
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Re: Male Onsen
Date: 2015-11-12 03:01 pm (UTC)He entered the changing area just as Atobe seemed to be leaving it or the small set of stools. "Save the honor of washing your back for me, dear sir?" he asked, tugging the knot of his own robe. "I'll join you in just a moment."