@symbol-of-terror
[ shower ] your muse joining mine in the shower. (I never understand these too well but it's Tomura joining him brrr)
The act of showering for him was personal; it abated his fears of the germs around him; that he could be truly well and fully clean when stood under the scalding hot water swiftly turning his warm skin a light red, steam fogging up the glass windows. For a moment, Kai is entirely wrapped up in himself, eyes closed, letting the waterfall cascade down his back whilst he leans a little against the wall, enjoying it.
His eyes snap open at the sound of the door sliding to -- though he knew none would be so bold as to enter unless they had a death wish, or they were..
“.. Tomura,” he murmurs gently, pushing away from the wall. There’s no modesty in him, standing plainly with all he had to offer, if anything he seemed more keen on hiding the full body tattoo painted on his back; visible from the front only by the way it curled over his shoulders, down the sides of his arms and his thighs.
He tries not to stare for too long -- but really, the man had a sense of ethereal beauty to him; even more so with damp hair and pale skin turning pink under the heat of the water. He gently reaches over to turn down the heat for it to be more bearable for him.
“.. And what game are you going to play this time..?”