[ He moves to his dresser, digging out a couple of shirts and a few pairs of lounge pants. It doesn't help that Akira is attractive, that he was interested in him, or that he was standing in his room with only his shirt -- so long division in his head to keep from blushing.
Was it working? He doesn't want to ask, despite knowing the contrary as the blush creeps into his cheeks. ]
Here. It's the least I can do. I hope it won't be too hot. [ a lie. Just sleep mostly naked it's fine. ]
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[ He moves to his dresser, digging out a couple of shirts and a few pairs of lounge pants. It doesn't help that Akira is attractive, that he was interested in him, or that he was standing in his room with only his shirt -- so long division in his head to keep from blushing.
Was it working? He doesn't want to ask, despite knowing the contrary as the blush creeps into his cheeks. ]
Here. It's the least I can do. I hope it won't be too hot. [ a lie. Just sleep mostly naked it's fine. ]
Why don't we sleep in tomorrow?