#daishane

International Chosen O.C. Shane: (*has been spending time RecoveringTM since Regaining a Body; one night, is kinda-sorta getting ready to go into the bathroom, but is Slow Moving*) Ken: ... Shane: Shane, shrugging, picking up and moving some clothes {that are all coincidentally mostly-plain black shirts, maybe with the tiniest ever branded logo on} so Shane can take them into the bathroom: Ken: ..... Shane: Shane, a bit Affronted: What? I've been- taking baths fine on my own since then. Daisuke, coming up from nearby: Are you sure...? Shane: Shane: Yeah, at least now I haven't been glitching out all over the place like I was back then, still. Daisuke, Exchanging Glances with Ken: Ken, Slowly Staring Back: ... Daisuke: ... Shane, Totally Not Hesitating: ... Well, anyway, I'm going in. (*kindof shuffling while trying to not drop the clothes, about to brush past Ken*) Ken, without budging an inch, lightly taking Shane's wrist in hand as Shane tries to walk by, Ken continuing to stare straight ahead without blinking: SHANE: Shane: (..At least Ken's not staring "at" me) WHAT. Ken, only lightly commanding tone: Wait here. Ken, moving to remove shirt, pulling it over head with one hand, hair flying out L'oreal style: DAISUKE, EYES NEAR BUGGING OUT OF HEAD: Shane, Blinking (A bit genuinely stunned): ... Shane: (..It'll take more than that to have any affect on me, and I'm pretty sure Ken Knows That.) Ken, tossing own shirt aside with one hand, continuing to hold Shane's wrist with the other... carefully pressing into the skin of Shane's wrist, as if Emphasizing: I'm coming in too. Daisuke: (wwwwAIT-) Shane: .... Shane, Lowly yet Careful: Only if you let go first. Ken: Ken: (*drops hand carefully, fingers brushing against Shane's hand*) Shane: ... Shane, suddenly reaching out to grab at Ken's other wrist, a little Too Firmly: Come on. DAISUKE & KEN: Shane: You're the one who 'asked'. So... Shane: We're doing this my way, too. Daisuke: (*ONLY LIGHTLY dISTRESSED NOISES IN MIND*) Ken, Looking: ('Come on, Daisuke.') Daisuke, Sighing a bit as Daisuke moves to follow them both inside: Shane, gently-yet-firmly tugging Ken forward from behind, trying to push the door open now with BOTH hands full including an armful of the clothes: Shane: Ggggh. (*somehow keeps door open with shoulder*) (*it lightly begins closing on Shane's shoulder as they're entering*) OW. Daisuke & Ken, Exchanging Glances: Shane: (They didn't know, but This Happens A Lot)

International Chosen O.C. Shane: ... I mean. (Long Pauuse) It's not like I didn't see you. Ever ..... Uh. Shirtless?? ? ? *Before* when- dAISUKE: DAISUKE: S t o p SHANE: Ken: (smile tugging at lips) Shane: I mean. Daisuke would just casually "forget" I was "bugging" Daisuke, change out of whatever Daisuke was wearing at the time, (in full-on view) and then casually "remember" again- D A I S U K E, Indignant: I always remembered!!! Ken: (*trying to not laugh*) Shane, Blinking a Little: .. Oh, you did? Huh. Daisuke: Shane: Daisuke: Shane: ... So, how are we... going to "Do this"- Daisuke, Low Yelling in mind: (kENNNNNNN!!!!) Ken: (You kind of Do It to Yourself....)