MOAR EPIC BACKDATING 8DDDD [closed]
Characters: Kimihiro Watanuki and Ichigo Kurosaki
Content: Having just survived a frigid night out in the cold and the snow, all they want is an extremely hot shower. Scars are noticed and guilted over.
Time: Daytime, shortly after the epic rescue.
Setting: The men's showers on the Way.
Warnings: THE ONLY WARNING YOU GET IS ANGST. GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER.
Watanuki hadn't known that he could be so cold. He'd almost gotten used to it once or twice, out there in the snow; but being let back onto the warm ship reminded him just how close to completely numb his fingers and toes were. He'd been shivering all through the restitching of his wounded arm, and though the warmth of the ship had begun to sink into him by the time he was released to go to the showers, he was looking forward to immersing himself in warm water more than a little bit. (Besides, he'd been wearing the same clothes for almost two days. He was filthy.)
He stripped quickly - less clothes meant more cold - and with a sigh of relief stepped under the warm fall of water. Though the water was a little painful on his cuts and especially on his arm, the warmth was worth a little pain. He wouldn't have minded just standing here alone for as long as it took for the warmth to ease all his sore muscles.
Content: Having just survived a frigid night out in the cold and the snow, all they want is an extremely hot shower. Scars are noticed and guilted over.
Time: Daytime, shortly after the epic rescue.
Setting: The men's showers on the Way.
Warnings: THE ONLY WARNING YOU GET IS ANGST. GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER.
Watanuki hadn't known that he could be so cold. He'd almost gotten used to it once or twice, out there in the snow; but being let back onto the warm ship reminded him just how close to completely numb his fingers and toes were. He'd been shivering all through the restitching of his wounded arm, and though the warmth of the ship had begun to sink into him by the time he was released to go to the showers, he was looking forward to immersing himself in warm water more than a little bit. (Besides, he'd been wearing the same clothes for almost two days. He was filthy.)
He stripped quickly - less clothes meant more cold - and with a sigh of relief stepped under the warm fall of water. Though the water was a little painful on his cuts and especially on his arm, the warmth was worth a little pain. He wouldn't have minded just standing here alone for as long as it took for the warmth to ease all his sore muscles.