[ There was a faint, answering smile on his face. ]
I told ya it'd be complicated.
[ But maybe he could leave the explanations for another time. For now, Majima bent to brush his lips against hers, which conveniently also brought him within easy arm's reach. ]
...And I don't mind if you don't.
[ And then he snuck a hand past her to pick up a loofah. There was something oddly canine in the way Majima tilted his head at it. 1988 was before things like liquid bath soap were popular, and certainly before someone like Majima would have heard of exfoliating. ]
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I told ya it'd be complicated.
[ But maybe he could leave the explanations for another time. For now, Majima bent to brush his lips against hers, which conveniently also brought him within easy arm's reach. ]
...And I don't mind if you don't.
[ And then he snuck a hand past her to pick up a loofah. There was something oddly canine in the way Majima tilted his head at it. 1988 was before things like liquid bath soap were popular, and certainly before someone like Majima would have heard of exfoliating. ]
What's this poofy thing for?