[Theo's reply is soft, near-whisper as he sits forward to haul himself toward the adjacent bathroom. It sucks to detach from Oliver when all he wants to do is stay near him, which is needy as shit and he knows that. But it's hard to care when he doesn't want to think about the feelings bubbling around in his chest. He stretches his arms overhead, looking down again to the new piercing he's toting as he disappears into the bathroom to turn on a hot bath full of soaps.
A few moments later, he pops his head back out, now stripped naked as apparent from his bare shoulders:]
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[Theo's reply is soft, near-whisper as he sits forward to haul himself toward the adjacent bathroom. It sucks to detach from Oliver when all he wants to do is stay near him, which is needy as shit and he knows that. But it's hard to care when he doesn't want to think about the feelings bubbling around in his chest. He stretches his arms overhead, looking down again to the new piercing he's toting as he disappears into the bathroom to turn on a hot bath full of soaps.
A few moments later, he pops his head back out, now stripped naked as apparent from his bare shoulders:]
Ready, your Highness.