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 Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 3:30 pm
Otto nodded, wiping water from his face and hair. Thanks for that, Chance. "It was worth it, yeah." He murmured, giving the hole a leery gaze. "I still got some stuff left over from the reno to patch it up." But, again, it was effort. Effort for another day. All in all, it could have been worse. "So." He gave Chance a side glance, "Shower, then movie?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 3:45 pm
You're welcome, Otto. Chance glanced around the small washroom and then beyond at what he could see of the rest of Otto's place. Overall, the damage wasn't nearly as bad as say, the lab that had apparently been demolished in another building. Just a few things to be fixed here and there, and that was it.
"And your drums are still good," he added with a smile. "I figured you'd be worried about those, but they seem to be in fine condition."
Chance's eyes flickered towards Otto with some amusement.
"Is that an offer?" he asked teasingly. "Though, for the record, I'm not getting in the shower with all of my clothes on a third time."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 3:49 pm
"Yeah, those especially. You still wanted to hear me play, right?" Sure enough, it was one of the few times Chance was in his apartment. Maybe it was high time he made good on his promise. "Might be an offer." He said passively. "Not in the mood for sex, but like.. sexy shower time ain't off the table." And here, Otto proved he was capable of saying when he didn't want something. He got a gold star that day. "Might be for the best you don't get them more wet. I mean... I'd offer my clothes, but they might not fit you so well."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 4:06 pm
"I absolutely want to hear you play, when you're up for it," said Chance. "So that's another good thing about having them stay intact; it'd be a shame if I never got to hear you."
His expression relaxed into an easy smile, Chance leaning to peck a kiss against Otto's forehead. "Sounds good to me," he said mildly, and without a shred of disappointment, because in truth, he hadn't been expecting either of them to really feel up to sex after such a stressful day, and he was very glad that Otto had said exactly what he did and didn't want. "I think it'll feel good just to get the dirt and grime off of us."
Chance lifted a hand and tapped absently at the bandages around his neck. "Might need a bit of help getting these back on after, though."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 4:24 pm
"Kay. I'll play after we get cleaned up, then." Because Otto played best in one of two mood; Angry, or Happy. Currently, he was happy. "I can try and play doctor, after. N' not the sexy kind. Sorry dude." Otto would likely make a terrible nurse. Poor Chance. "C'mon, let's finally get cleaned up." Because Otto Graves despised being dirty. He'd only gone to bed as such because he'd been so tired. Without a shred of decency, Otto started stripping right off the bat. There was a damn shower to be had. A long overdue shower. One he earned through hard work, dammit!
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 4:33 pm
He was very pleased that he would get to hear Otto play, and Chance gave a small snort of laughter as he reached for the hem of his own shirt and tugged it off. There were a few more bruises beneath, but nothing too serious, thankfully.
"I somehow can't picture you as any sort of doctor," he said dryly, folding up his clothes and setting them aside before reaching for his bandages and starting to unwind them. A nice shower sounded amazing right about now, especially since he had hardly had a chance to breathe since everything had happened.
The bandages were set on top of his clothes, and Chance padded over to the shower to twist the faucet back on. Water hissed out and steam began to rise, Chance fiddling with the knobs to try and get it at the right temperature and not scalding or freezing.
"See, this time I'm doing it the right way," he called in a deadpan voice.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 4:54 pm
"I'd be the kind that don't give two shits about bed side mannerisms." He replied honestly. "And like.. stop giving a s**t about people like halfway though and just prescribe them an Advil and tell'em to ******** off." Otto knew his tolerance for others tended to be badger like at best. His removal of clothing was nowhere as nice as Chance, seeing as he was in his own home. His pyjamas were tossed half-hazardly at the laundry bin he kept against the wall, none of them meeting their mark. He slipped inside the large shower stall as Chance began fiddling with the faucet. "Oh.. so you don't normally do that in your clothes?" He mocked in a serious tone, his face steeled and ready to play poker. He leaned against the side of the shower and watched him fiddle with the settings, avoiding the stream of water until it looked like Chance had gotten it. "Coulda fooled me." His eyes couldn't help but stare at Chance's neck. The marks, cuts and bruises that made the shape of someone's murderous hands. His own hands.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 5:06 pm
He snorted with laughter, casting an amused look at Otto over his shoulder. "That's why you're not in Moon Division, right?" Chance asked. "I don't think I could ever be a doctor, either, though that's mostly just because of the blood thing. Which, hopefully," he added with a sigh. "I'll eventually get over, since that's unavoidable here."
He finally managed to get the settings just right, and straightened. "Contrary to prior actions, no, I don't generally shower in my clothes," said Chance with a smirk as he turned around to face Otto. "Unless I'm really drunk, though now that I think of it, I maybe have accidentally done it once or twice..."
Chance tapped his chin thoughtfully, but he caught Otto's look and his expression grew a little softer.
"It doesn't hurt too much anymore," he said gently, reaching for the shampoo. "I think the bruising should fade a little after a few days."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 5:19 pm
"God.. last night musta been Hell on you, then." There'd been blood everywhere. All over them, all over the courtyard and the beach. People getting torn into... It was enough to make Otto sick. What of poor Chance? Otto nodded, taking his Not!Boyfriend's insistence that he was okay. After all, those kind of marks was not the sort Otto preferred on Chance. Once Chance started to lather up with the shampoo, he took his opportunity to get himself soaked under the head of the shower's stream of hot water. It felt good. Felt relaxing. He could already feel the grime, blood and sweater washing away. "Times like these I'm glad I have such a huge shower."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 5:35 pm
"It was an experience to say the least," said Chance, giving a little shudder at the memories. "But really, I'll figure something out, otherwise the next mission will have me in trouble. I can't spend my whole time here being averted to blood, after all."
He stuck his shampooed head under the stream and scrubbed at his hair until he could feel the suds had all disappeared, Chance raking his fingers through the dark curls. It was an endlessly relaxing feeling to finally get his hair clean, the heat of the water doing wonders to ease the tension in his body.
"Sadly, the trainee dorms don't have nearly as nice of showers," sighed Chance, lathering up his hands with shampoo again and reaching for Otto to slide his fingers through his hair. "I have to stick with the communal ones for now, but once I get my own place up here, that's definitely going to be a necessity."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 5:53 pm
"It'll either desensitize you eventually.. or it'll get worse." Otto was still afraid of the dark, even with his fancy artifact. And bugs. Never not bugs. A legitimate thing to be afraid of when it came to Famine. "Seriously dude. Forget everything else, and go all out for a better bathroom." Otto agreed, letting the man wash his hair for him. To be fair, he loved getting his hair played with. A point Chance knew well by now. It helped him relax. "Space and a kitchen don't mean s**t if the bathroom sucks. It's like the main reason I love this place so much." Privacy, convenience and luxury. A big, clean and beautiful bathroom was his oasis from the treachery of the world.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 6:08 pm
"We'll see which direction it goes," said Chance, threading his fingers through Otto's hair and massaging his scalp to get the shampoo worked in. "Hopefully the desensitization route rather than the get worse one, for that matter."
A smile touched his lips. "A good bathroom - shower especially - is essential for good living," said Chance agreeably. "I mean, I like cooking, so I'd like a kitchen, but having a good shower is like, the epitome of living up here."
"But, you know, you have a good place here," he added, stepping aside so the shower stream would hit Otto's head and Chance began washing the shampoo out. "Might wanna close your eyes, by the way. It's like...your own space, your own corner of the world where you can go to and just...have the time and space away from whatever it is that you want."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 6:29 pm
"Better work your a** off, and one day you'll have it." In the past, he'd offer friends to use his shower any time. To use his bed any time. All because he thought giving himself and his things away was for the best. But nowadays, he realized it was bad for him, and bad for others. So he didn't offer it. He'd let future moments dictate when and how such things happened. No more promises he might not keep. He shut his eyes as the water washed the soapy suds from his hair, cupping his hands over his mouth so he could still talk. "Yeah, like.. I think I mentioned once that I like usin' the shower to think. Or not think. Depends on how bad a day it was."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 6:38 pm
"Oh, I plan to," said Chance lightly. "I don't mind using the communal showers for now, it'll just make me appreciate all the more when I get my own. I think I'm getting closer to promotion than I thought, though it'll be a while yet. I have a few things to figure out first."
He kept scrubbing at Otto's head until the water ran clear again, and then he pushed his hair back away from his face, wiping away a few remaining suds from his forehead.
"Yeah, I remember," said Chance with a smile, looking around. "Do you use conditioner too, or just shampoo? And I find the shower to be one of the best places to relax; and for me, outdoors, when it's dark out and I can see the stars. Though to be fair, depending on the mood, it can also get me excited," he added with a laugh. "So I suppose it's a two-edged sword."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2015 6:47 pm
"I use conditioner." He replied. Otto fancied his hair a fair amount, using the best products he'd found made it feel softer and lighter. "Usin' it to wake up in the morning helps too." He agreed, wiping suds from his eyes. Chance seemed fond of getting Otto's hair primped up, so Otto started helping out by lathering up some body wash to get some of Chance cleaned up in the meantime. He was gentle as he started with his neck, softly cleaning the wounds again to keep them from getting infected. A fear shield usually did that for him, but still. The point was, he wanted to use the same hands that had hurt him to softly wipe away the memory and the pain.
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