[Thank the heavens that this heavenly body is only viewable in the right conditions. Mostly, by himself. In the shower. With the door locked, and preferably not even looking down at himself while he scrubs the sins of the world away.]
I'm goo--- oh.
[Raising an eyebrow, he points to the set of chairs that dot along the side of the pool. His jumpsuit, the one where he used lightning magic to tear off a considerable chunk of the arm to make a makeshift bandage for Minato's bloody nose (that he may, or may not have caused), is laying there waiting for it's loving, caring owner.]
Dude. I'm not about to get my wet undies into a perfectly dry jumpsuit and then have to slosh around all day like an idiot. It's like. The grossest goddamn thing.
[DON'T EVEN GET HIM STARTED TALKING ABOUT THE WEDGIES OR HOW HIS BALLS WILL ITCH ALL DAY.
no subject
I'm goo--- oh.
[Raising an eyebrow, he points to the set of chairs that dot along the side of the pool. His jumpsuit, the one where he used lightning magic to tear off a considerable chunk of the arm to make a makeshift bandage for Minato's bloody nose (that he may, or may not have caused), is laying there waiting for it's loving, caring owner.]
Dude. I'm not about to get my wet undies into a perfectly dry jumpsuit and then have to slosh around all day like an idiot. It's like. The grossest goddamn thing.
[DON'T EVEN GET HIM STARTED TALKING ABOUT THE WEDGIES OR HOW HIS BALLS WILL ITCH ALL DAY.
Nobody needs that in their lives.]