Yosuke probably shouldn't just stand there and watch but that's exactly what he does. He'd been to swim practice with Yu before, so it's not like he hasn't seen him shirtless before, but this...this just...it's different now. Isn't it? It feels like it is.
So, yes. He watches. He watches his boyfriend strip and then put on his clothes.
Man.
Oh. He's done?
Yosuke blinks. ]
That's...um...looks like it fits, heh heh...
[ Awkward. He's making it awkward, isn't he?
Well, he should...Yosuke looks down at his jeans--his dirty jeans. He sighs, shuffling back towards his closet and finds another pair of shorts and shirt for himself. He's kind of awkwardly in the corner as he throws off his shirt and jeans, drops them in the hamper, and then throws on something fresh.
It's a lot less fluid than Yu, tired or not. And leaves him standing there, turning around to face his boyfriend as he pulls down the front of his shirt. Which is silly. ]
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Yosuke probably shouldn't just stand there and watch but that's exactly what he does. He'd been to swim practice with Yu before, so it's not like he hasn't seen him shirtless before, but this...this just...it's different now. Isn't it? It feels like it is.
So, yes. He watches. He watches his boyfriend strip and then put on his clothes.
Man.
Oh. He's done?
Yosuke blinks. ]
That's...um...looks like it fits, heh heh...
[ Awkward. He's making it awkward, isn't he?
Well, he should...Yosuke looks down at his jeans--his dirty jeans. He sighs, shuffling back towards his closet and finds another pair of shorts and shirt for himself. He's kind of awkwardly in the corner as he throws off his shirt and jeans, drops them in the hamper, and then throws on something fresh.
It's a lot less fluid than Yu, tired or not. And leaves him standing there, turning around to face his boyfriend as he pulls down the front of his shirt. Which is silly. ]