⊰ nonsexual acts of intimacy — ⊱
@cendrxllon said: clear spade ! ( taking a bath together ).
they got caught on the rain, yusuke didn’t bring any umbrella with him which was CONCERNING, considering that he is one to get EASILY sick. thankfully, kasumi had an umbrella with her and was offering it to him, but he didn’t have the heart to let her get under the rain because of his irresponsibility. after thinking for a few minutes, he finally reached a conclusion, and it was an IMPULSIVE decision but before he could realize he was already inviting her to his dorm. it was easier, they could share the umbrella and as the rain was starting to become a STORM it was better for her to stay there, as he didn’t want her to catch the flu either. he accepted the umbrella, and as he was the TALLEST one between the two, he pulled her closer to him, one arm around her shoulders and the other one holding the umbrella.
the distance between the station and his dorm wasn’t that long, but because of the rain it seemed to be ETERNAL. needless to say it was a small umbrella that BARELY cover their sides. for seconds, he would glance at kasumi only to find her shoulder wet, and he would notice that the same happened to him. he sighed, it wasn’t enough for them to get sick but this was what he wanted to avoid in first place. he was basically emerged in his thoughts all the way back home, until he finally reached the familiar door that lead to a hall with a lot of rooms, finally reaching his own. “i apologize, i wasn’t expecting this weather when i asked you to come along.” he didn’t feel guilty, as weather is something you cannot control, but the sky seemed really cleared in the morning that it really was UNPREDICTABLE.
his hand reached for his shoulder, finding out that maybe the rain caught him more than he thought. his left side was technically SOAKING and that wasn’t good at all. he walked towards his closet, to take a yukata and bring him to the bathroom, opening the shower to prepare the bathtub. walking again to his closet, he was trying to look for something that could work on kasumi, as she was probably soaking too. most of his shirts had buttons, so it was hard to find something comfortable for her, but after looking for a while for them he gave up and took one of the buttoned shirts and an old short that he used for physical ed. during his first year. “here. you can wear this while your clothes dry. please, bath yourself first.” but his sentence was cut off, when kasumi OFFERED to bath together. “huh?!” he startled for a second, because that idea didn’t pass his mind at all. "are you sure about it?” he didn’t mind, and well, if she was offering it was because she didn’t care either, right? he needed to bath before he caught a flu, so he decided to take upon her offer and lead her to the bathroom.
everything was fine at first, it was normal, it was a body. he would do this at the onsen with his friends, but if he thought about it with more details his friends were akira and ryuji, and they were guys. yeah, he had never been naked with a girl before. he gulped, squinting his eyes at himself mostly, trying to convince himself that it was okay. and yet again, he stopped caring and got into the bathtub. it was when she started taking her clothes off that he realized that maybe he wasn’t ready. he would think of that time that ann was SUPPOSED to pose naked for him, he got nervous all of the sudden even though it was only for art purposes. he wanted to AVOID staring at kasumi, but for some reason he couldn’t, and he didn’t want to make her feel UNCOMFORTABLE either.
her body had a GREAT shape, you could tell that she was fit and even if he had noticed before when she was wearing her phantom thieve’s outfit, it was a lot DIFFERENT to see it, well, naked. his face got as red as her hair, drifting his gaze to the wall to avoid staring for too long. gosh, she was BEAUTIFUL, and this girl had feelings for him?! it was unbelievable as she was totally out of his league. he was the eccentric one, how could someone like HER would have interest in someone like him? it didn’t make sense for him, for he felt FLATTERED. “why didn’t i meet you earlier?” again, talking to himself but doing it OUT LOUD, of course it caught her attention and he didn’t have a escape from it. “do you think you could model for me someday?” ah, honestly this was embarrassing. he did sound like a pervert sometimes. she was in front of him, but he was TOUCH-STARVED, mostly because the bathtub wasn’t really big and they barely fit one in front of the other. “come closer, i’ll wash your hair.” he mumbled. but when he saw her coming close he knew that probably it was a bad idea. and IMPULSIVELY again, his mouth opened as if he was going to speak, clearly fighting something yet letting it out, pulling her close into a tight hug, hiding his head on her shoulder.
