[He laughs lightly at that, like the nice person he is. He can't help it; Elan shaking his wet ducktail reminds him of a bird shaking its feathers dry! But he'll move the showerhead behind Elan's head next, to rinse the suds off his back.]
If you're strapped for ideas, you can always give me another private concert. That's the kind of gift that money can't buy ♪ I'd say you're good at giving me those, anyway.
Works for me! Or we could split the bill. Whichever works ♪
[He'll put back the shower head after rinsing both of them off thoroughly. And, with that, he stands up. He's not sure if Elan wants to wash his hair or anything, but as for himself, he'll be reaching for a towel. Good thing Elan's willing to share his!]
[He turns to look in the mirror, checking to see how damp his hair is and making a futile attempt to smooth it down. Maybe he'll say he wanted to try out the sauna?
As for Elan's question, well, it sure is. Any longer and Jun will probably start wandering the halls, calling out "Ohii-san, where the hell are ya this time?" But rather than confirm that, he turns to Elan and suggests a compromise.]
If that seems too lonely, why not say something else? Like "Goodbye for now" instead of just "Goodbye."
[He blinks, not having expected that, before smiling even more warmly.]
Works for me!
[He steps out to get his robe after that, the feeling of Elan's lips still lingering on his cheek. It'll be the last kiss he receives from Elan-kun for a while, no doubt, but not the last one ever. He has faith in that. And the next one won't be in a cramped bathroom, if he has his way!
He'll be out putting his clothes back on and getting ready to leave. He checks his phone before going anywhere, and sure enough, there's at least one message asking where he is, but he can cover things up.
Whenever Elan rejoins him he looks up from his phone and smiles.]
Don't be a stranger, alright? I'd like to see a picture of whatever "view" you find next.
[ Elan, in the meantime, is getting cozy with some pajamas. He's not going anywhere else tonight, apparently. He finally joins Hiyori after a few moments and arches a brow. ]
Sure, sure. I'll send you something or other when I get a chance. There's bound to be something you'll find interesting, right?
[ He hums. ]
And the same goes for you. Send me something interesting.
[Pajamas instead of a hotel robe, huh? It's a cute, cozy look, so Hiyori doesn't disapprove. So much so that he says,]
Yep! I'll be sure to. And if you're ever strapped for ideas, you can always send a cute photo of yourself wearing pajamas ♪
[One last tease for the night.
With his phone in hand, he starts walking towards the door. He steps into his slippers, reaching to slide the door open. But not before he tosses Elan a sincere smile.]
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[ He, of course, isn't worried about wet hair so he just does as he pleases. ]
I'm sure I'll find something that'll make your mood brighten up.
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My mood's usually pretty bright. I've got what you'd call a sunny disposition. But I'll definitely smile after receiving a gift from Elan-kun ♪
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Ack-
[ He shakes his hair out a little. ]
I'd hope so. But I won't hold you to it.
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[He laughs lightly at that, like the nice person he is. He can't help it; Elan shaking his wet ducktail reminds him of a bird shaking its feathers dry! But he'll move the showerhead behind Elan's head next, to rinse the suds off his back.]
If you're strapped for ideas, you can always give me another private concert. That's the kind of gift that money can't buy ♪ I'd say you're good at giving me those, anyway.
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[ He snorts. ]
And I guess I can pay for the food next time.
[ But there's some affection there all the same. ]
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[He'll put back the shower head after rinsing both of them off thoroughly. And, with that, he stands up. He's not sure if Elan wants to wash his hair or anything, but as for himself, he'll be reaching for a towel. Good thing Elan's willing to share his!]
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[ He watches as Hiyori dries off, looking a little bemused. He holds his hand out after a moment. ]
I'll need that too, you know.
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Thanks for sharing! ♪
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[ His response is a little flat, but he's not going to be cranky about it. Instead he starts drying off with a soft sigh. ]
I guess it's going to be goodbye for a little while in a few minutes, isn't it?
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As for Elan's question, well, it sure is. Any longer and Jun will probably start wandering the halls, calling out "Ohii-san, where the hell are ya this time?" But rather than confirm that, he turns to Elan and suggests a compromise.]
If that seems too lonely, why not say something else? Like "Goodbye for now" instead of just "Goodbye."
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[ He arches a brow and then leans in to plant a little peck on his cheek. Just to be a bit of a pill. ]
Because there's going to be a next time, right?
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Works for me!
[He steps out to get his robe after that, the feeling of Elan's lips still lingering on his cheek. It'll be the last kiss he receives from Elan-kun for a while, no doubt, but not the last one ever. He has faith in that. And the next one won't be in a cramped bathroom, if he has his way!
He'll be out putting his clothes back on and getting ready to leave. He checks his phone before going anywhere, and sure enough, there's at least one message asking where he is, but he can cover things up.
Whenever Elan rejoins him he looks up from his phone and smiles.]
Don't be a stranger, alright? I'd like to see a picture of whatever "view" you find next.
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Sure, sure. I'll send you something or other when I get a chance. There's bound to be something you'll find interesting, right?
[ He hums. ]
And the same goes for you. Send me something interesting.
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Yep! I'll be sure to. And if you're ever strapped for ideas, you can always send a cute photo of yourself wearing pajamas ♪
[One last tease for the night.
With his phone in hand, he starts walking towards the door. He steps into his slippers, reaching to slide the door open. But not before he tosses Elan a sincere smile.]
"Until next time," then.
[And then he's gone.]