[ The changing thing would have really been the last thing on his mind, thanks. It's not like they're both dudes, who've probably already shared the bath together.
But, he really doesn't know what he was expecting here.
Definitely not him to actually larp a fish, transformation and all? He's drunk enough that his only thought process for a hot second is 'jesus christ', followed right up by a sense of dread that pierces right through his buzz....not fast enough, though.
Because he sure is...soaked. Head to toe. Beanie to shoes. Again.
There's a splutter as Shinjiro wipes the water out of his face, ripping his beanie off as the soaked wool sends rivulets down his face faster than his hair can. It would feel nicer for anyone, but for a guy who runs cold, it fucking sucks, dude.
Which is exactly why he whips around with a glare the moment he manages to wipe his face off, knuckles cracking threateningly. ]
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But, he really doesn't know what he was expecting here.
Definitely not him to actually larp a fish, transformation and all? He's drunk enough that his only thought process for a hot second is 'jesus christ', followed right up by a sense of dread that pierces right through his buzz....not fast enough, though.
Because he sure is...soaked. Head to toe. Beanie to shoes. Again.
There's a splutter as Shinjiro wipes the water out of his face, ripping his beanie off as the soaked wool sends rivulets down his face faster than his hair can. It would feel nicer for anyone, but for a guy who runs cold, it fucking sucks, dude.
Which is exactly why he whips around with a glare the moment he manages to wipe his face off, knuckles cracking threateningly. ]
Kurusu, you bastard....