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[Trying to bathe a squirming, protesting Elan feels a little like trying to bathe Mary, his Yorkshire Terrier. But Hiyori will spare Elan that comparison. Once he's out of soap, he gives himself a final rinse and then holds out a hand expectantly. Towel, please!]
Elan-kun's desires got the best of him, huh? ♪
[Hiyori smiles teasingly.]
Well, you've already cooked for me and given me two rounds of fun. So for the rest of the afternoon, why not take it easy? If you need a nap, I'll sing you a lullaby!
Elan-kun's desires got the best of him, huh? ♪
[Hiyori smiles teasingly.]
Well, you've already cooked for me and given me two rounds of fun. So for the rest of the afternoon, why not take it easy? If you need a nap, I'll sing you a lullaby!
[ Elan sighs as they finish and hands over the towel with a shake of his head. ]
If you want to pamper me for the rest of the afternoon, how can I say no? It's a dream come true to have an idol looking after me.
If you want to pamper me for the rest of the afternoon, how can I say no? It's a dream come true to have an idol looking after me.
[He accepts the towel and runs it through his hair. Then down the back of his neck and over his shoulders, then down his back, then hips. And when Elan says those last words, he smiles sweetly.]
Then allow me to make your dreams come true~♪
[It's what idols are good for, after all.]
Then allow me to make your dreams come true~♪
[It's what idols are good for, after all.]
[ Elan sighs and retrieves a towel for himself. For a long moment he's silent, as if he's thinking about something. He finally replies in a quiet voice, thoughtful and distant. ]
You're far too nice.
[ He shouldn't complain. ]
You're far too nice.
[ He shouldn't complain. ]
[He immediately chirps back:]
Yep, I am nice! Thanks for noticing! ♪
[He props one knee up on the edge of the shower and towels off his leg.]
But if you say I'm "too nice," that sounds almost like a complaint. And Elan-kun wouldn't complain about being spoiled, would he?
Yep, I am nice! Thanks for noticing! ♪
[He props one knee up on the edge of the shower and towels off his leg.]
But if you say I'm "too nice," that sounds almost like a complaint. And Elan-kun wouldn't complain about being spoiled, would he?
I might complain if I think it's too good to be true.
[ His smile returns, the teasing lilt coming back. ]
But I think I'm managing with believing it. At least for now.
[ His smile returns, the teasing lilt coming back. ]
But I think I'm managing with believing it. At least for now.
Great!
[He starts toweling off his other leg.]
If you're still having trouble, you can always try telling yourself that our meeting was a gift from the gods. That I'm messenger who was sent to earth to bring happiness and excitement into your dreary little life.
[He takes his leg down after that, wraps the towel around his waist, straightens up, and smiles.]
Or something like that, anyway. That's what idols do—they provide an escape. Into a brighter, more dazzling world, where everything sparkles. A world called "paradise!" ♪
[He starts toweling off his other leg.]
If you're still having trouble, you can always try telling yourself that our meeting was a gift from the gods. That I'm messenger who was sent to earth to bring happiness and excitement into your dreary little life.
[He takes his leg down after that, wraps the towel around his waist, straightens up, and smiles.]
Or something like that, anyway. That's what idols do—they provide an escape. Into a brighter, more dazzling world, where everything sparkles. A world called "paradise!" ♪
I'm not sure I'd go that far.
[ Elan snorts and leans over to give his wet hair a little ruffle and then slides out of the shower himself to finish drying off. ]
More exciting? Maybe. Definitely a little more tolerable. Not sure I'd call it paradise... at least not until you've got me melting into the couch or bed. Then I might be persuaded to agree.
[ Elan snorts and leans over to give his wet hair a little ruffle and then slides out of the shower himself to finish drying off. ]
More exciting? Maybe. Definitely a little more tolerable. Not sure I'd call it paradise... at least not until you've got me melting into the couch or bed. Then I might be persuaded to agree.
[ Elan snorts and gives a half-hearted swipe. ]
You know what I mean-
[ But off he goes to find something to change into. Probably pajamas because that's like the perfect lazing outfit of choice. ]
You know what I mean-
[ But off he goes to find something to change into. Probably pajamas because that's like the perfect lazing outfit of choice. ]
[He innocently smiles.]
It sounded like a challenge to me! ♪
[Though maybe not a challenge to be met right this second.
Once he's out of the shower, he starts rooting around through the bathroom. He knows all kinds of intimate things about Elan, so it shouldn't be a problem if he uses some of his stuff! But he does call out through the door:]
Mind if I use your hair dryer?
It sounded like a challenge to me! ♪
[Though maybe not a challenge to be met right this second.
Once he's out of the shower, he starts rooting around through the bathroom. He knows all kinds of intimate things about Elan, so it shouldn't be a problem if he uses some of his stuff! But he does call out through the door:]
Mind if I use your hair dryer?
Huh?
[ He glances back over his shoulder with a blink. ]
Sure, go for it.
[ There's a pause. A moment where he thinks. ]
I'm going to make water for tea. Do you want any...?
[ He glances back over his shoulder with a blink. ]
Sure, go for it.
[ There's a pause. A moment where he thinks. ]
I'm going to make water for tea. Do you want any...?
Great, thanks!
[His hair is rather voluminous, and he doesn't want to be dripping water down the back of his shirt all day! He holds the dryer to his head and is just about to start blowing when Elan offers him tea—an idea that pleases him.]
Yes, please! ♪
[He's not in the Tea Circle for nothing.
While Elan's preparing that, he'll be drying his hair and then looking around the counter to see if there's any leave-in hair product he can apply. Either way, he'll be heading back into the other room in a towel once he's all dry, since that's where he left his clothes.]
[His hair is rather voluminous, and he doesn't want to be dripping water down the back of his shirt all day! He holds the dryer to his head and is just about to start blowing when Elan offers him tea—an idea that pleases him.]
Yes, please! ♪
[He's not in the Tea Circle for nothing.
While Elan's preparing that, he'll be drying his hair and then looking around the counter to see if there's any leave-in hair product he can apply. Either way, he'll be heading back into the other room in a towel once he's all dry, since that's where he left his clothes.]
You got it-
[ Although Elan has to wander to his bedroom to get a pair of pajama pants on before he then heads to the kitchen to start the water. He's got a couple mugs and some teabags waiting, the water starting to heat, when Hiyori makes his way out. ]
Oh, cute look.
[ He's only a bit sarcastic. ]
You really shoulda brought some more luggage, huh?
[ Although Elan has to wander to his bedroom to get a pair of pajama pants on before he then heads to the kitchen to start the water. He's got a couple mugs and some teabags waiting, the water starting to heat, when Hiyori makes his way out. ]
Oh, cute look.
[ He's only a bit sarcastic. ]
You really shoulda brought some more luggage, huh?
Why, thank you~♪
[He teases back, walking right up to the couch where he left his clothes.]
Elan-kun seems to have a thirst that can't be quenched, so I thought I'd give him some fanservice! Just a little something to tide him over between sessions~♪
[He... then proceeds to stand there with his hands on his hips, proudly near-naked, giving Elan the chance to look his fill./small>]
[He teases back, walking right up to the couch where he left his clothes.]
Elan-kun seems to have a thirst that can't be quenched, so I thought I'd give him some fanservice! Just a little something to tide him over between sessions~♪
[He... then proceeds to stand there with his hands on his hips, proudly near-naked, giving Elan the chance to look his fill./small>]
Fanservice, huh...?
[ He stares for a long moment - and then throws one of the couch pillows at his face with a laugh. ]
Get dressed!
[ He really does appreciate him. ]
[ He stares for a long moment - and then throws one of the couch pillows at his face with a laugh. ]
Get dressed!
[ He really does appreciate him. ]
[He didn't expect to have a pillow hurled at him! His hands raise belatedly to cover himself and the pillow bounces off his chest.]
Alright, alright, fine!
[He gives a theatric sigh, plucking his underwear out from the discarded clothes pile.]
But try that at a live show and you'll get thrown right out of the venue.
[He turns around, unties the towel, and steps into his underwear. He's pulling it up his legs at a normal pace! Not at an extra-slow one to give Elan more fanservice!
But the view when he bends forward still isn't too bad.]
Alright, alright, fine!
[He gives a theatric sigh, plucking his underwear out from the discarded clothes pile.]
But try that at a live show and you'll get thrown right out of the venue.
[He turns around, unties the towel, and steps into his underwear. He's pulling it up his legs at a normal pace! Not at an extra-slow one to give Elan more fanservice!
But the view when he bends forward still isn't too bad.]
[ He doesn't bother to hide his laugh - nor does he hide the way he looks at Hiyori. Amused, a little attracted, and having a bit too much fun with being able to tease in his own way. ]
Well, we'll have to see about that...
[ He reaches out to give him a poke with his toes. ]
Although I doubt anyone at a live show would get this level of fanservice.
Well, we'll have to see about that...
[ He reaches out to give him a poke with his toes. ]
Although I doubt anyone at a live show would get this level of fanservice.
Nope, that wouldn't be fanservice! That would just be called a "wardrobe malfunction!"
[He flashes Elan a cheeky look over his shoulder, pulling his underwear over his ass with an audible snap of the waistband. Then he grabs his pants next and starts putting those on.]
But maybe I could give Elan-kun another kind of fanservice. For example, finding him in the crowd and blowing him a kiss~♪ Though that sort of fanservice only works for some of our songs.
[He flashes Elan a cheeky look over his shoulder, pulling his underwear over his ass with an audible snap of the waistband. Then he grabs his pants next and starts putting those on.]
But maybe I could give Elan-kun another kind of fanservice. For example, finding him in the crowd and blowing him a kiss~♪ Though that sort of fanservice only works for some of our songs.
Although most of your fans would probably faint in the case of such a malfunction, right?
[ There's a bit of a rakish grin there. ]
Depends on what seats I get. If I'm up in the nosebleed section, I doubt you'll even see me, you know...
[ There's a bit of a rakish grin there. ]
Depends on what seats I get. If I'm up in the nosebleed section, I doubt you'll even see me, you know...
Some of them might! I'd rather they stay awake to enjoy the show, though. And part of our appeal is our costumes, so I wouldn't want to diminish that.
[Sometimes less is more, where fanservice is concerned. Wearing an attractive outfit that highlights your assets and shows just a hint of skin can be more enticing than going nude. Not that he'd be allowed to do the latter, anyway. That wouldn't be a "wardrobe malfunction," that would just be "public indecency!"
He buttons up his pants, then grabs his shirt next, turning around and pulling it down over his head. Elan should savor the look at his chest and stomach while he still has it; those are about to be covered up!]
Then you'll have to get front row seats! ♪
[He says, like it's that easy. As his arms slide into the sleeves and the hem falls at his waist, Hiyori reaches his hands into his hair, patting down the wavy locks.]
If not, you could tell me what section you're in, and I could just blow a kiss in that direction. But you'll have to move fast if you want to catch it, since you'll have plenty of competition...♪
[Sometimes less is more, where fanservice is concerned. Wearing an attractive outfit that highlights your assets and shows just a hint of skin can be more enticing than going nude. Not that he'd be allowed to do the latter, anyway. That wouldn't be a "wardrobe malfunction," that would just be "public indecency!"
He buttons up his pants, then grabs his shirt next, turning around and pulling it down over his head. Elan should savor the look at his chest and stomach while he still has it; those are about to be covered up!]
Then you'll have to get front row seats! ♪
[He says, like it's that easy. As his arms slide into the sleeves and the hem falls at his waist, Hiyori reaches his hands into his hair, patting down the wavy locks.]
If not, you could tell me what section you're in, and I could just blow a kiss in that direction. But you'll have to move fast if you want to catch it, since you'll have plenty of competition...♪
[ He snorts again - and does appreciate the view while it lists - before he pats the seat next to him, inviting Hiyori to come and join him again. It's all in good fun, right? ]
You know how expensive those are? Let alone how fierce the competition is? I'd get run over on my way there.
[ He laughs quietly. ]
I think it'd find its target, you know. Kisses have a way of doing that. Well... I think yours do, anyway. You have good aim.
[ There's a biiiit of a smirk on his face as he says that. ]
You know how expensive those are? Let alone how fierce the competition is? I'd get run over on my way there.
[ He laughs quietly. ]
I think it'd find its target, you know. Kisses have a way of doing that. Well... I think yours do, anyway. You have good aim.
[ There's a biiiit of a smirk on his face as he says that. ]
[He does flop down on the couch next to Elan afterwards, his lips curved into a smile and his hair a wavy mess.
Though his smile turns to more of a smirk at that last comment.]
Right, my aim is perfect when it comes to Elan-kun~♪
[Did he mean for that to sound dirty? Of course not. It was totally innocent!
He drapes the towel over his neck and then starts kicking on his socks, still merrily chatting away.]
I'm afraid there's no discount for friends, but I'll see what I can do. If you go to one of my shows, perhaps I can go to something of yours sometime. Like a photography exhibition! Then it'll be an equal exchange~♪
Though his smile turns to more of a smirk at that last comment.]
Right, my aim is perfect when it comes to Elan-kun~♪
[Did he mean for that to sound dirty? Of course not. It was totally innocent!
He drapes the towel over his neck and then starts kicking on his socks, still merrily chatting away.]
I'm afraid there's no discount for friends, but I'll see what I can do. If you go to one of my shows, perhaps I can go to something of yours sometime. Like a photography exhibition! Then it'll be an equal exchange~♪
I don't even know if I'm going to have an exhibition anytime soon, but if I do... sure. Equivalent exchange.
[ He reaches out to make a little grabby hand. ]
C'mere and cuddle. Least you can do after teasing me with that talk about blowing kisses and stuff.
[ Aw, he's opening up a little more. ]
[ He reaches out to make a little grabby hand. ]
C'mere and cuddle. Least you can do after teasing me with that talk about blowing kisses and stuff.
[ Aw, he's opening up a little more. ]
[Truthfully, most people who take photographs don't have exhibitions. But that's Hiyori: he always believes in his friends and their ability to shine! (Albeit perhaps not as brightly as he does, since that's a high bar to clear!)
His eyebrows arch when Elan tells him he wants to cuddle, before he cheerfully replies:
Elan-kun's gotten better about saying what he wants. Good boy! ♪
[And then he does as instructed, scooting closer to Elan on the couch and wrapping arms around his waist. He nuzzles up to him, wavy hair brushing Elan's face as he presses their cheeks together.]
His eyebrows arch when Elan tells him he wants to cuddle, before he cheerfully replies:
Elan-kun's gotten better about saying what he wants. Good boy! ♪
[And then he does as instructed, scooting closer to Elan on the couch and wrapping arms around his waist. He nuzzles up to him, wavy hair brushing Elan's face as he presses their cheeks together.]
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