Thanks, Mananan. You look good in black. [Shiro gives the angel a dip of his head in indication despite the tiny pink on his cheeks. He’s good with compliments. Just, usually when he’s a bit more clothed. There have been plenty of people who have complimented him on his looks. Shiro’s too modest to really taut himself on such, but he also has some reservations about it due to his scars, amputation, and experiences in the past. It’s… a strange thing, but not entirely unwelcome. Considering an angel is telling him he looks nice. That’s pretty heartening.]
I’d like to get to know you. [Yes, it’s true Mananan still technically a stranger. One who knows his name and plenty of his history and whom Shiro now also knows name of. He’s glad his back’s to the angel when the black-haired man gives the affirmative answer. That’s kind of expected but still… little embarrassing. It’s amusing the angel makes to clarify it though; Shiro appreciates it, even though it’s technically not needed. He pulls open his closet to take a look around. It’s pretty standard and military in there. Mostly darks and whites.] I know. I just wanted to get an idea of what your… um… schedule? Is like. [Or perimeter or usual or he’s not sure. Basically if someone’s seen you naked, regularly, then is there reason to get embarrassed? … Well, kind of. But… anyways! He grabs a pair of pants from the hanger.]
I’m going to grab a shower first. [Speaking of.] I don’t remember much of last night, so I’d rather clean off. [Even if Mananan had ultimately fetched and saved him, Shiro feels strange about the “why” the angel had to come save him. So, time for a rinse off at least. He looks over his shoulder as his other hand flops a black t-shirt over his arm along with the pants and a new pair of boxer briefs.] Do you want to come with me?
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Date: 2019-06-01 04:22 pm (UTC)I’d like to get to know you. [Yes, it’s true Mananan still technically a stranger. One who knows his name and plenty of his history and whom Shiro now also knows name of. He’s glad his back’s to the angel when the black-haired man gives the affirmative answer. That’s kind of expected but still… little embarrassing. It’s amusing the angel makes to clarify it though; Shiro appreciates it, even though it’s technically not needed. He pulls open his closet to take a look around. It’s pretty standard and military in there. Mostly darks and whites.] I know. I just wanted to get an idea of what your… um… schedule? Is like. [Or perimeter or usual or he’s not sure. Basically if someone’s seen you naked, regularly, then is there reason to get embarrassed? … Well, kind of. But… anyways! He grabs a pair of pants from the hanger.]
I’m going to grab a shower first. [Speaking of.] I don’t remember much of last night, so I’d rather clean off. [Even if Mananan had ultimately fetched and saved him, Shiro feels strange about the “why” the angel had to come save him. So, time for a rinse off at least. He looks over his shoulder as his other hand flops a black t-shirt over his arm along with the pants and a new pair of boxer briefs.] Do you want to come with me?