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"Tch. Always rushin' me." Otto retorted, turning to get himself washed off. "Maybe if Mr. Chatty wasn't distractin' me I'd be done." Not that he actually minded. As usual.

Eventually he did finish up, turning off the shower and grabbing a towel. "I don't think we decided what we wanted to do yet, anyway."

"I'll lie all I want." He replied back easily. Which was a stubborn way of admitting that yes, he did like the distractions.

"If I had an idea, I'd have said sumthin'." He murmured, drying himself off. Otto's first guess of Chance's idea was an easy one; star gazing. It was the only night time activity he could think of, really. "I read on twitter that the pool's got a piranha problem." Probably the trainee pool, but the full hunter one was a long walk. Not worth it.

He'd never had to think so hard on how to spend his time before. Maybe because their outings and activities had all been spur of the moment thus far. Now, he was looking for ways to keep hanging around with Chance.

"It doesn't really matter what it is, I guess. I just wanna hang out with you, is all." He admitted a little more honestly, letting the towel hang over his shoulders as he pulled on his underwear and track pants.

Otto staggered forward slightly as he was tugged closer, his sharp eyes lifting to properly meet the taller man's. "Um.. I don't really like cooking.. or baking." So it would've been more of a chore than an activity for Otto. Not that he disliked the idea of sweets. Dessert was the best meal.

"If you don't mind sittin' around." He murmured, eyes averting to the side. "Usually on a nice day I like skateboarding 'n stuff, but it's too hot." And he was feeling uncharacteristically lazy that day. All his energy was still building up in reserve. He might have suggested a day at the gym, but again. Moving.

"I got a new CD I wanted to listen to. We can just kill time till it gets dark." It would be difficult, seeing as the day only just began.

Nerves that he hadn't realized had been making him anxious and too self aware ebbed away. He let out a breath after the soft kiss reassured him, along with Chance's words. He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against the man's shoulder. "Thanks." He murmured. He tended to forget Chance didn't mind, worried over every little thing. What was he thinking? Was he annoyed? Was he bored? What did he want? He hated getting so worked up about it, even though he really ought to know better.

Nothing to worry about. Just go on as normal, he reminded himself.

Otto hugged back, finding he needed a bit of reassurance now and then, when doubt crept about as it tended to do. He just liked Chance so much. It was hard not to feel a little bit antsy, even though he always felt comfortable with him.

He gave a soft nod against his shoulder, letting his bout of worries fall. "Mmkay." Chance said he himself he liked it here, no matter what they did. So it was fine.

"Music and the PSP then.." And Chance, he figured would follow along. Maybe he'd read. Maybe he'd watch. It was up to him, and Otto allowed himself the room to breathe.

Chance had something Otto severely lacked; patience. It was a trait in Chance he actually admired a lot. Especially when it came to the way he easily rode out Otto's tendency toward insecurity, doubt and other troublesome personality traits. At the very least, he didn't feel like a burden. For now. And at most, it gave Otto time to fix his problems without fear.

Otto's eyes closed, letting that soft and gentle kiss linger as long as Chance held it. He allowed it to let his mind go blank, if only for a moment.

"Okay." Right. This sort of thing, having a relationship.. it was a partnership. They'd work on stuff like this as a team. He didn't have to be tough as nails to make up for a lack of height or confidence, or be strong when things were uncertain, or always knowing the right path to take.

He let out a breath, grasping the hands on his face with his fingers and giving a squeeze. He wanted Chance as his boyfriend because he liked him a lot. And Chance accepted because he liked him back. There was no need to feel insecure. And really, despite the bumps and crashes from previous attempts at having a significant other, he still really did enjoy it.

It always seemed as if everyone else on the island found 'the one' on the first try, making Otto feel like he was some kind of hermit crab, scuttling like a scoundrel from one person to the next. He sincerely hoped he wasn't truly like that.

Because he needed to, wanted to, he leaned up to take one more kiss for himself. "C'mon. Let's be couch potatoes for the day." He had snacks in the cupboard and cold drinks in the fridge. "When it ain't so hot, let's go see if the Town has anythin' cool like a basketball court."

Otto felt better, having actually talked it out rather than stewing in his tension. He was excited to sit with Chance without doing much else. Enjoying his company without feeling he had to do something with him. Grabbing his shirt (the second time that day he'd forgotten to put it on), he pulled it on and padded out into the kitchen.

"Be grateful you had height. I had to climb the counter to reach the higher shelves at home up till I was fifteen." Otto bemoaned with a small trace of amusement in his tone. "We had a net in my backyard, but I only ever got to play it with other people a couple times. I was home schooled, but for like, two or three months my parents had me enrolled in an actual High School in the next town over. That's the only time I ever had a gym class."

He poured an entire bowl of Doritos for them, and a small bowl of Skittles. Healthy snacking was not in Otto's repertoire of understanding. Drinks were set down as well onto the coffee table before Otto flopped into a stack of pillows, with his game in hand.

"I had to leave cause I got expelled for throwing a desk at a teacher."