[OK but. If he wasn't making a joke then why is Dearka laughing right now? God. His heart is melting, he can't even be mad about his hand acting up. He chuckles, motioning for his partner to simmer back down a little. Put that lid back on the spaghetti!]
You're fine Yzak. [He's smiling, eyes twinkling warmly.] Seriously, it's such a common phrase, it didn't even register.
[He also motions Yzak over, an implicit "yes" to that offer.]
[ Said maybe a little too cranky/pouty if only because he still feels silly. Silly when he thinks he sounded like an asshole, silly still because it was actually funny and NOT a big deal. Story of his life. ]
Turn around, then.
[ Said as he reaches for his little stool to drag over to his partner so he can help with his back.
It's hard to tell if it's because of the heat of the water that Yzaks's a bit red, or if ... he's suddenly feeling weirdly awkward about this. Has he seen Dearka naked a ton of times? Yes. In the shower though that was all military. When they're banging. But this is ... different in a way he never really thought about. So now that he is, of course he's overthinking. ]
[Dearka complies. It's weird though, because as much as he trusts Yzak and, in theory, has no problem letting him touch him, this does feel strangely different compared to the other circumstances in which they've seen each other naked.
He tries to crane his neck and look back over his shoulder at his partner, smirking awkwardly.]
[ Yzak's eyes snap up from being awkwardly downcast and trying not to focus on anything to meet Dearka's gaze. The question flusters him more, but at least it snaps him out of aforementioned overthinking. ]
Yes! Of course everything's fine! Why wouldn't it be!?
[ He quickly grabs for the shower nozzle, spraying Dearka ... not right in his stupid cute face, but it gets some of the brunt of it because he aims at his forehead and hair. ]
You missed a spot! Don't forget you put so much shit in your hair that it takes more than a rinse to get it all out!
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You're fine Yzak. [He's smiling, eyes twinkling warmly.] Seriously, it's such a common phrase, it didn't even register.
[He also motions Yzak over, an implicit "yes" to that offer.]
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Fine, fine...
[ Said maybe a little too cranky/pouty if only because he still feels silly. Silly when he thinks he sounded like an asshole, silly still because it was actually funny and NOT a big deal. Story of his life. ]
Turn around, then.
[ Said as he reaches for his little stool to drag over to his partner so he can help with his back.
It's hard to tell if it's because of the heat of the water that Yzaks's a bit red, or if ... he's suddenly feeling weirdly awkward about this. Has he seen Dearka naked a ton of times? Yes. In the shower though that was all military. When they're banging. But this is ... different in a way he never really thought about. So now that he is, of course he's overthinking. ]
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[Dearka complies. It's weird though, because as much as he trusts Yzak and, in theory, has no problem letting him touch him, this does feel strangely different compared to the other circumstances in which they've seen each other naked.
He tries to crane his neck and look back over his shoulder at his partner, smirking awkwardly.]
Uh... Everything okay back there?
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[ Yzak's eyes snap up from being awkwardly downcast and trying not to focus on anything to meet Dearka's gaze. The question flusters him more, but at least it snaps him out of aforementioned overthinking. ]
Yes! Of course everything's fine! Why wouldn't it be!?
[ He quickly grabs for the shower nozzle, spraying Dearka ... not right in his stupid cute face, but it gets some of the brunt of it because he aims at his forehead and hair. ]
You missed a spot! Don't forget you put so much shit in your hair that it takes more than a rinse to get it all out!