Part 2.2

[aphanon_dr]

W-whoops, sorry about that. Enjoy the second part of the.... second part! :D

Won't be around as often, so feel free to do your own comment spamming to spread out the heavy threads over several pages.

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Continued from... somewhere... a few parts ago... idk

[greciangod]

[a few days after they agreed on the details of their little fashion contest, he arrives first at the appointed meeting place]

...I guess I'm early.

[shrugs and finds a nice, comfortable spot for a quick nap]

[attaturk]

[arrives right on time - several minutes late]

[spotting Greece, he looms over him with a grin]

Dozin' off already~?

[greciangod]

[blinks awake and starts just a little... very little...]

I'd prefer it if you didn't hover over me in such a way...

[climbs to his feet and gives you a bit of a push]

[attaturk]

[responds with a push of his own, growling]

Wouldn't "hover over you" if ya weren't sleepin' around!

[greciangod]

[stumbles a bit, but tries to cover it up... doesn't like appearing sickly and weak in front of you]

...I wouldn't have been sleeping if you had been on time.

[attaturk]

[sees, but doesn't mention it, not thinking it's anything overly significant]

Always lookin' for a chance to snooze! Makes no matter if I'm on time!

[greciangod]

[goes to look at his wrist]

...

[was almost certain he had a watch at one point]

Let us just proceed with this, shall we?

[removes his jacket and starts taking off his shirt]

[attaturk]

Sooner we start, sooner we can get this over with!

...

[and yet he leans back and lights up a cigarette, watching you undress first]

[greciangod]

[off go the pants and soon he's standing there completely nude]

Here.

[hands over all his clothes, including underwear and boots]

[attaturk]

[takes the pile of clothes and sets them aside as it's his turn to strip]

[first comes the fez, which he hands to you first off, then the jacket, which is rather nicer and more military than his usual...]

[greciangod]

[places the fez on his own head as he takes the jacket, inspecting it and feeling the material]

...this isn't what you normally wear.

[attaturk]

[he's conveniently too busy removing his undershirt without getting burning a cigarette hole through it to take a look]

S'not~? Must not of noticed!

[and hands it off with a grin before unbuckling his pants]

[greciangod]

I don't believe that to be the truth...

[frowns at you]

I was under the impression that we were exchanging our usual outfits.

[attaturk]

Too late to go back now!

[quickly removes the rest of his clothes, boots, socks, and all]

[greciangod]

[still inspecting the jacket suspiciously, wondering if you've tampered with it in some way that would cause harm or embarrassment]

[attaturk]

[has only planned the embarrassment of seeing Greece in a Turkish army uniform~]

[hands you the rest of his clothes and turns to yours, holding the shirt up with disgust]

Enough I'm even lowerin' myself to wear your damn clothes!