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Who: Gojyo and Willow
When: Thursday
Where: On the rafters.
Summary: Gojyo is a shameless flirt. Willow is the facility's mother hen. She promised him a hug~
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Gojyo's potty mouth, shameless flirting, the usual.
Being shirtless had its disadvantages, Gojyo decided, but there was still no fucking way he was borrowing one of Hakkai's dorky jackets. Besides, most of them were soaked through by now. So were the pants he was wearing, for that matter -- he'd kick them off if it hadn't been for the few kids around. And Hazel. No fucking way he was giving that bishop any reason to start ogling his ass.
He wrapped his arms around himself and turned towards Willow, grinning at her despite the goosebumps all over his skin. "Someone blew up my clothes, so I couldn't save anything dry," he explained. Hakkai had said he'd find him something, but Willow had just promised him a hug. He was starting to think this might all be worth it.
When: Thursday
Where: On the rafters.
Summary: Gojyo is a shameless flirt. Willow is the facility's mother hen. She promised him a hug~
Rating: PG?
Warnings: Gojyo's potty mouth, shameless flirting, the usual.
Being shirtless had its disadvantages, Gojyo decided, but there was still no fucking way he was borrowing one of Hakkai's dorky jackets. Besides, most of them were soaked through by now. So were the pants he was wearing, for that matter -- he'd kick them off if it hadn't been for the few kids around. And Hazel. No fucking way he was giving that bishop any reason to start ogling his ass.
He wrapped his arms around himself and turned towards Willow, grinning at her despite the goosebumps all over his skin. "Someone blew up my clothes, so I couldn't save anything dry," he explained. Hakkai had said he'd find him something, but Willow had just promised him a hug. He was starting to think this might all be worth it.