Aug 25, 2015
justicescales
It wasn’t as though Beauty had no choice but to wear a bathrobe to work now that he was about a head taller and much broader, but that was the answer he would give if anyone asked.
Also, the bathrobe was fluffy, which was a plus.
And yet despite this, he wasn’t the one showing the barest chest around the office. That honor belonged to Terezi, and it was an honor that he was having trouble taking his eyes off of.
“You’re not staring at me, are you?” Saying that with a straight face wasn’t easy.