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Kor fumbled with his keys, hands slipping on the metal and he clicked his tongue impatiently at himself. Finally opening the door, the blast of cold air chilled him to the bone and he just shuddered hard and heavy as he ushered her inside and practically sprinted to his bathroom to grab towels. He threw the fluffiest one at her before he finally spoke. "A c-cute raccoon though," he muttered into the towel drying his face first and then moved to turn the air conditioner down. It would be cooler now that it's rained and he just whined under his breath.

"I don't think it'll stop any time soon.. Uh, feel free to use my shower to get warmed up? I've got clothes in my closet... You can wear whatever. If you want shorts I got those in the middle drawer of my dresser..." Even as he spoke he peeled off his soaking wet shirt and padded into the kitchen to toss them in hid washer. "I'll wash your clothes.. and throw shoes in the dryer after?"

Ugh his house was a mess. There were clothes piled on the couch he didn't get to sort yet, dishes in the sink, on the table. It didn't stink or anything, he'd used the dishes for breakfast and bolted out the door when he realized he was going to be late. "So yeah uh.. Make yourself at home, I guess?"

Snickering when he was trying to get them both out of the rain and warm was rude. He would have stated as much but whatever. He got them inside and Kor was so thankful his air was easy to switch off, and quick, too. Shivering a little more he just bit down on his lip and shook his head.

"You go first. You're a lady after all." He grabbed her by her wrists, gently, always gently, and pushed her towards his room. "You can wear whatever. As long as it's not a suit, you can wear it." Nothing he had came from old boyfriends. At least... Nothing in his closet. There was one piece of history he wasn't about to let go of. Either way, Kor just left her in his room and grinned. "I have a hair dryer. Use it. Extra tooth brush and you can use my hairbrush. It's all in the medicine cabinet! Towels are in the drawers under the sink, along with rags. Uuuuh, I think that's it."

Kor wanted her to shower because he wanted to clean.

During her shower and hair drying process he did clean. Bottles were cleared, laundry put away, dishes done. Yep, Kor wanted this place clean. He would have done it if she was here or not. At least this way it would probably go appreciated.

He was brewing some coffee because he didn't have tea and just prayed it did the trick in warming him up a bit.

You know what? It did.

When she walked out, Kor was watching some TV show and sipping on his coffee. Then he heard shuffling from behind the couch and turned to look at her. If this was a cartoon Kor would have done a literal spit take. She was swimming in his button down, seeing how it was slipping off her shoulder a bit, coupled with beautifully slender legs and that hair. Laughing to himself, Kor put the coffee down and then wandered over to her, draping his arms over her shoulder before giving her the tiniest little chaste kiss.

"Careful, someone might think you lived with me," he murmured right against her ear before wandering off to the bathroom in time for a clasp of thunder.

Thankfully with his curtains you couldn't see the lightening. Kor's work schedule demanded that he had black out curtains, otherwise the sun would wake him up and he'd be super cranky. "Coffee in the pot. Help yourself to the fridge." With that he wandered into the bathroom after giving her one long suffering look and then sighed.

If Laine were to look around, she'd notice a lack of any kind of photo of himself or friends and family. He didn't have any photos at all hanging up. There were framed pictures of men and women in tattoos, sighed posters of a few bands he liked, but his apartment was simple, completely uncluttered.

However, every single outlet on every wall there was a night light. The bathroom light stayed on, there were flashlights strategically placed in case of a power outage.

Kor's shower actually took a shorter amount of time than hers. Washing his dreads didn't happen. The drying process alone would eat up most of his time spent in the bathroom. But after a good thirty minutes, twenty of which were him drying his hair, Kor stepped out in a pair of sweat pants and that was it. He had a few scars on his chest, some that looked like they used to be deep wounds, some littered his stomach, but it wasn't over all bad looking.

More thunder cracked and the wind whipped outside. "Good God, that's getting bad," he murmured, peeking out of a curtain really quick. Just as he was turning to look at Laine, towel over his shoulders, the lights flickered and Kor tensed. Aw, crap. "...A...anyway..."

He waited a few more moments, just to see if the power would go off and then made his way back to the couch to sit next to her, making sure not to step on the miles of hair she had. There was a lot of hair, Christ. How did she not constantly have headaches?

"Yeah. I'm good." As long as the lights stayed on he'd be good.

Carefully, he reached out to push some of her hair off her shoulder and just toyed with it. The white strands were soft and pretty. "Do you use a whole bottle of shampoo and conditioner? .....I mean I knew it was long, but this Laine?" Kor laughed a little and just shrugged. Before long, he snatched her coffee, sipped at it and then snorted before handing it back to her with a cheeky look. "Warm enough?"

Her hair moving like that had caught his attention, but touching it was almost better than watching. "...I wouldn't want you to cut it. Well I mean I wouldn't cut it if I were in your shoes. Who knows, I might be. I haven't unlocked my hair in like.. twenty years? So who knows how long it is..." Now he was curious. Kor pulled a dread forward and examined it before shrugging. Honestly it probably isn't all that long. A lot of it was dead hair.

"What if I do like stealing your drinks? I'm to lazy right now to get my own. I'm cooling down after my too hot shower." One of his hands dropped to her thigh, tentively, to see how she was going to react to that. He would have done something like gave it a squeeze, only the power went off and Kor let out a yelp when it did and didn't come back one.

Ooooh no. No no no. Nope. Not happening. Kor swallowed and looked around, realizing it was pitch black in his house. s**t s**t s**t.

"U..Uh..." His hand withdrew from Laine's thigh and the man reached out along the coffee table, feeling for a lighter, flashlight, just anything that would make light and he cursed loudly when nothing was within reach. His phone was in the bathroom because he forgot to bring it out and the noise leaving Kor's throat could only be described as distressed. Bad things happened when it was pitch black. "s**t."

He was suddenly laying on her and Kor was alright with it. He pushed his face into her stomach lightly and just curled up right there, his arms wrapping around her hips and waist, starting to shake. Lights were needed. Any kind of light. "I...I uh.. Don't.. want to talk about it yet," he whispered to her, hoping Laine wouldn't take offense to that, but it honestly wasn't first date material or... really material for anyone he'd basically just met.

The once large man was now a tiny ball against her and the couch and he was just focusing on breathing. "...Do you ..have your phone? Can you turn it on or is there a light on it? I just... I need some light."