[ When has he ever asked Allen for permission quite so much before? It's enough to make him pause and really take notice recalling his rare tentative manner earlier too. "Can I... wash your hair?" The slightly betrayed look when realized Allen had retaliated against being dumped in the bath, and how very quiet and still he had been just now when he threw the blanket over him.
Oh. There's the guilt.
He reaches for his hand and squeezes it gently before bringing it up to his face. Softly, and he presses his lips very lightly to the inside of his wrist. ]
That's okay too. [ He lets his eyes close, leaning his cheek against his hand for a moment in apology, demeanor gentle. ]
I'm sorry, you just startled me earlier. [ he is. just uncomfy being naked okay. and because it's just... it's...
no subject
Oh. There's the guilt.
He reaches for his hand and squeezes it gently before bringing it up to his face. Softly, and he presses his lips very lightly to the inside of his wrist. ]
That's okay too. [ He lets his eyes close, leaning his cheek against his hand for a moment in apology, demeanor gentle. ]
I'm sorry, you just startled me earlier. [ he is. just uncomfy being naked okay. and because it's just... it's...
he doesn't know he's just jumpy. ]