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[There was the barest of hesitations before Rude followed Reno into the bathroom and walked right passed him to get to the tub. There he bent to fiddle with the taps and start the water running.

This wasn't a case of mindreading or knowing his partners wants even before he did.

It was a case of having held Reno all the way home and being reminded as he had walked passed him of just how ripe he really was.]

Bath and juice. I'll get some once you're in the tub. Now strip.

[He shot a glance over his shoulder at his partner, noted the look and the way he was staring into the mirror and almost laughed.]

Aerith said she couldn't help with those. Isn't a spell caused by materia. [Rude pointed to the top of his head and then at Reno.] Ears. Fluffy ones.

[He couldn't deny it. He was not in the sexiest of conditions.

As the water poured behind him he pinched the tip of one of the ears and pulled on it, as if maybe it would come off. But it didn't, and he felt it.]

Ow.

[It was more annoyed than anything. After all, he hadn't asked for a change to his body, no matter how adorable. Then he swept them back to match them better with the rest of his hair.]

This is just weird.

[And something he'd have to deal with when not hungover. For now, he started rather ungracefully pulling off clothes and letting them drop to the ground and went and fumbled himself into the bath.]

I think they're cute.

[Rude had to smile. He wanted to reach out and stop Reno from tugging at the poor things but knew his partner would try and do it no matter how many times he tried to stop him.

Once he was in the bath, Rude turned off the water and reached for a cloth to toss into the water.]

Clean yourself up. I'll be right back.

[And then be stood and left to fetch the juice he'd been asked for.]

Turks are scary! We're not cute!

[He shouted after him but he was just sitting there stewing in the tub. Honestly, when his head wasn't pounding he'd deal with it better. When he was irritated he tended to complain about everything.

But at least he started washing off. Even he could tell he was rank, and he liked to look and, less notably, smell good. So he got to scrubbing and washing and sudsing up his hair.

Mostly only Rude ever got to see him with his hair down like that. With the long part of it loose and the spikes dissolved. He went ahead and ducked his head backwards to get the majority of the shampoo out, sweeping it back with his hands as he sat back up.

He did feel a bit better. Like he could actually get up and make it over to a bed if he wanted.]

Thanks. [He answered when Rude brought back the drink, and he immediately chugged it down. A bit of hydration. That was what he needed.]

I'd invite you in, but I don't think you wanna sit in this water.

[Turks were scary, but at least one of them was cute as well. Nothing said you couldn't be both. Even cats had claws.

Rude didn't bother to shout back though, he just kept his thoughts to himself and took his time getting that juice to give Reno time enough to wash the stink off of himself.

When he returned with drink in hand, he decided to just go ahead and sit his ass down by the bath with his back to it.]

I've had my shower. No need for another.

[And definitely no need to get into a bath full of whatever the hell had been washed off of Reno. It was going to take some cleaning to get the bath white again, he was sure. Rude blamed himself, of course. He should have gone and picked Reno up sooner. Leaving him out there on his own had been stupid.]

Tell me what you need?

[One. Long. Sigh.

The water was pretty gross by that point, so he pulled the cap off the drain. As it lowered and more of his skin was exposed to the air it was refreshingly cool. Just a bit, enough to perk him up without leaving him cold.

He wasn't too bad anymore, although he could still use a scrub. He considered having it filled again, but he didn't want to wait for that. Instead, he dangled his arms over the side of the tub and laid his head between them, gazing up at Rude.]

Scrub me off?

[He wouldn't mind a nice backrub... A little bit of spoiling. He followed it up with a cocky, tipsy grin.]

[Rude remained where he was, just waiting for Reno to settle himself down before making his request. A request that earned a low chuckle.]

Is that all?

[He turned around to kneel beside the tub and reached past Reno to grab for the wash cloth and soap. The tap was turned on so he could wet the cloth and soap it up before he moved to rub along that long expanse of back. Rude didn't mind doing this at all. If asked, he probably would have attempted to tend to Reno's every single need, if it had been wanted. But held himself back and waited for permission to do so.]

By the sound of it I should ask for more...

[Was spoiling Reno a mistake?

Only if one didn't want to be expected to spoil him all the time.

But when Rude ran that cloth over his back it was like his soothed aches Reno didn't even realize he had. A pleased sigh escaped his lips and he melted over the side of the tub, limply letting Rude tend to him.]

Make sure you get everything. [He murmured, not bothering to lift his head.]

C'mere...

[Since he was supposed to get everything, Rude went ahead and just slipped an arm under Reno. Being draped over the side of the tub couldn't have been the most comfortable, so he decided to let him do that over his arm instead. Rude was strong enough to keep Reno held up as he used his other hand to rub over his partners back, his shoulders and sides, everywhere he could comfortably reach.

He'd add a little more soap, a little more water and go back again, gentle but firm in his touch.

And he was quiet. Seemingly chewing over something. Something Reno had said that was giving him pause. Because his answer could easily backfire. And even if he did word it in as diplomatic a way as he could, he was sure Reno would find the loophole.]

You never ask for anything.

[Rude finally said as he shot a glance at the the slumped form of his partner.

It was true. Mostly. Reno asked for frivolous things. Or horny things. Though most often than not those were demands or just things that happened on the fly. But actually asking for something? That was a rare event.

They'd worked together long enough now that both could somewhat guess what the other wanted without words. And that helped. Though...]

I wouldn't mind if you did.

What do you mean I never ask for anything? Don't I ask for stuff all the time?

[It was hard to comprehend what Rude was talking about with his head muggy. He was just slumping his weight over Rude's arm, apparently content to make him do all the work, and enjoying his back being scrubbed. The feel of water running down it and air hitting it was pure bliss. The type of refreshing feeling he needed at that moment.

Meanwhile Rude's arm was warm. Yet, strong and firm enough to hold up Reno's dead weight. It impressed upon him even further just how much he could rely on Rude.

Although he was processing a bit slow at the moment, he did let out a soft chuckle.]

Careful what you ask for.

[Reno was 100% one to take advantage.

Of course, Rude knew that. Maybe he was the type who liked that.]

[Rude didn't reply. He knew what he meant. Reno asked for plenty, he supposed. But he also supposed it didn't really matter one way or another. It was fine like this. Rude was content like this, just doing as much for Reno as he could.

So he kept him steady and continued on doing what he was doing, going as far as to bring the cloth up to Reno's neck and shoulders, wiping down what parts he could reach without jostling his partner too much.]

... Do you need me to do your front now?

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[A prolonged, pain sigh. He was so comfortable draped over Rude's arm. But he guessed he could move so that Rude could scrub his front.

So he sat back in the tub and used Rude as a seat. He'd just have to reach around and scrub the front. It was all open~.]

I can't believe the stuff you let me do sometimes.

[He let Reno get away with so much.]

[Rude helped him and once again kept an arm around him to secure him in place, as well as to give Reno a more cushioned place to rest against. Once settled, Rude went back to wiping his partner down, starting with his chest

He didn't plan on doing anything more than cleaning Reno up and getting him back into bed where he could finish resting. But for now, for what it was, Rude could enjoy himself.]

What am I letting you do, Reno? This is the least I can do for you... [After having let him fester in a bar on his own for days.]

[At that he just chuckled to himself. He really didn't hold it against Rude, but he knew Rude was more the type to let something aggravating him fester. Especially when it came to something happening to Reno.

As much as he liked to take advantage, he didn't like to make Rude feel bad or leave him feeling bad. If he was going to take advantage he was going to be transparent and obnoxious about it, not manipulative. He tilted his head back, trying to look up at Rude.]

If that's the way you want it, then how about you wash me off, make me a full-course breakfast, and we'll call it even?

[Give Rude something to do to 'make up' for it and then nip it in the butt.]

[Rude did like to beat himself up, it has to be said. His guilt for this would eat at him for a while yet.

As Reno looked up, Rude looked down and waited for his partner to finish speaking before he leaned on down to press a warm kiss to his lips.]

I think it can be arranged.

[Mainly because he'd planned on making him food to start with. Though what he'd had in mind and what Reno requested were vastly different, but Reno's was simpler and he was with that. Whatever got food into him was, in his opinion, a very good thing. Rude had no idea how much Reno had eaten over the last few days.]

[Damn he had it good. Pampered and cared for. Maybe that was Rude's kink, though. He could deal with it if it was.

With that he lifted an arm up and sniffed himself, giving himself a once-over in the odor-department.]

Ah, that's way better. Not the type of dirty I like to be.

[And, wrapping his arms around Rude's shoulders, he got himself into an easily-scoopable position and wantonly pleaded.]

Take me to breakfast?

[Reno probably shouldn't get too used to this. Rude didn't believe there were going to be many situations like this where Reno could take advantage of his feelings of guilt to get his own way. But at the same time Rude didn't get many chances to, well, fuss over anyone.

And he kind of liked that.

There were times to be hard, times to be ruthless and without mercy. And there were times to be soft and enjoy the aftercare that came from someone who genuinely did care.

And it was with that in mind that Rude gave no hesitation when pale arms wrapped around his neck. He reached under Reno, not caring that he was wet, and lifted scooped him right out of the tub.]

I think you need clothes first. At the least a towel.

[Who knew when Rufus would return? The last think the boss needed was to see Reno in his birthday suit. Again.]

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