[ Tamura snarks but doesn't leave, Yaguchi's expression causing his own mirroring flush to creep over his face. A grin spreads across his face when the idea of helping him finish cleaning up hits him, which he aims right down at the man in his arms. He moves a hand to push Yaguchi's hair out of his face and rinse out any shampoo if there's any left, fingers grazing against his scalp in an unexpectedly gentle way if Yaguchi lets him. ]
Shut up, it'll go faster if I help. [ No it won't, but Tamura isn't going anywhere either. ]
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[ Tamura snarks but doesn't leave, Yaguchi's expression causing his own mirroring flush to creep over his face. A grin spreads across his face when the idea of helping him finish cleaning up hits him, which he aims right down at the man in his arms. He moves a hand to push Yaguchi's hair out of his face and rinse out any shampoo if there's any left, fingers grazing against his scalp in an unexpectedly gentle way if Yaguchi lets him. ]
Shut up, it'll go faster if I help.
[ No it won't, but Tamura isn't going anywhere either. ]