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ʟʏʀɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ ([personal profile] folklore) wrote in [community profile] laography2015-08-17 03:29 am
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[ Taking his other hand, Kuroo reaches to the edge of the tub to pick up the bath cup, absently filling it up with water to drop onto his own head. His hair is already a little deflated from the sheer humidity of the heatwave, so it doesn't really have much more volume to lose in the process. But man does it feel good, and he refills the cup. ]

Head forward. [ The instruction is simple, and he figures Kenma will listen to him, since he has had such great ideas so far already. But after mulling over the whole beach thing, he finally answers. ] We could probably find a cove to hang out in, where it won't be as crowded. Set up an umbrella, bring a net and a beach volleyball. Cooler. Nekoma beach party, loose emphasis on party.

[ He tilts his feet in towards Kenma's a little, his own toes stretching out like a cat's before he relaxes them again and carefully pours water down the back of Kenma's head and neck. Everything's pretty comfortable, now that it's not overheated. The water is a nice, cool temperature that doesn't chill but doesn't welcome the heat outside it, the bubbles are helping slough off some of the sticky sweat, Kenma's video game is familiar white noise.

If it weren't for the fact they're talking to each other, Kuroo'd be fine with a nap like this.
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