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Who: All the cute little heroes
When: Day 35, evening
Where: Back To Your Regularly Scheduled Great Outdoors, Just outside the train

[ The beach fades away all at once, taking the cheery sunshine with it as evening hits all at once-- it melts away in a shower of sparkles as the familiar setting re-emerges. There are new stars in the sky above in clover pink, senna red, jasmine blue, and licorice violet.

Just before the beach disappears entirely, the bubbly voice speaks once more: ]

Wasn't that so much fun! You all rrrrrreally got to know each other, didn't you? Keep up the good work~!

[ If you had any alcohol in hand you still have it, otherwise everything from the trial is gone. ]

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[Is he supposed to NOT say he thinks Randy is fucking hot?? He's definitely not going to keep that quiet. He strips himself, putting a hand on Randy's shoulder to steer him to a place to sit so he can actually wash his back. Mock complaining...]

You should already know you're hot you know...

Doesn't mean I don't like to hear it.

[letting himself be steered, perfectly happy to present his broad back to Rean!! kya kya]

Hm, does that mean I should list your good points?

[Soap, towel, get. And the warm water from the shower head. Time to gently rinse Randy and then lather up the handtowel before brushing Randy's hair to the side, fingertips snagging his wet hair as the glide over his back, gathering and pushing his hair over Randy's shoulders.]

Uhhh, no, that sounds like overkill.

[but even as he makes nervous noises about that, he's pleasantly leaning into Rean's every touch, though he's trying not to be in the way about it.]

[Once he's gently cleared Randy's back of all that glorious hair he starts gently scrubbing him.

But this is not an entirely brisk platonic bro scrub, he does let his fingers trace scars as he encounters them, or the ling of Randy's shoulderblade, or even up along his spine at the back of his neck. Nothing really too much, just sometimes testing out touching him a little in more than a friendly way.

Between those little touches though he's doing a good job being a back washer.]

When you say it like that it makes me really want to.

...I literally don't know what I could say to discourage you on that one. If I say you should, you're gonna, but if I say you shouldn't you're still gonna.

[he is... very amenable to the less than platonic touches, making the occasional soft hum of encouragement.]

[He laughs, not pushing the touches more than this. He's... Still uncertain where the line is with Randy. No, it's more he's just shy and confused about what's okay and what isn't because despite it technically not being a new thing for them, they haven't actually had time for it to develop so it might as well be totally new.]

You make me sound like a bully.

[He teases gently, then leans forward a bit, hand on Randy's shoulder.]

Can I wash your hair?

A cute bully, sure.

[he angles his head, trying to catch Rean's eye over his shoulder, so he can give him a soft smile.]

I'd love that. Have at it.

[Meeting his eyes without looking away, though he still feels shy he's reaching for the shower hose. He gets! To gently! Wet Randy's hair, tugging him back carefully so he won't get soap and water in his eyes while he washes him.]

I wonder if Rufus would mind if we stole his conditioner for you.

[closing his eyes to make Rean's job easier, but still smiling.]

One way to find out, I guess!

[He is very gentle and thorough. Running his fingers through Randy's hair to shampoo up and then again as he rinses it, careful even with Randy's eyes closed.]

Well, what he doesn't know...

[He will steal Rufus's conditioner for Randy's hair. It's fine he's Rean he'll just buy Rufus a new bottle, but he's gonna use this fancy stuff on Randy.]

He might smell on me?

[teasing, though he hums soft and content at Rean's ministrations. it's good being pampered!]

[He enjoys pampering Randy! And the conditioner IS nice, making a smooth slide through his hair when he rinses it.]

Well, you can blame that on me. I'll get him another bottle anyway.

Damn, that's good stuff. I might get some for myself.

If you want hair like Rufus's... Your hair is already nice though, but I pet it'd be extra soft.

I dunno that I'll ever reach his level, I do prefer the charmingly rugged look. But soft hair is never a downside!

You have charmingly rugged down, that's true. But sleek hair never made anyone less charming.

True! It's already pretty nice, but nicer is good!

[Rinse rinse... And running his fingers over Randy's scalp and neck before stopping.]

Okay, you're as clean as I'm getting you.

[Without putting his hands in more inappropriate places anyway.]

For now, anyway~ Your turn? Lemme pamper you.

Oh.

[Turns out he had't thought this far but he hands the shower head to Randy after his initial surprise.]

Sure.

[sooo hype.]

Get comfy!

[Oh no, it's so cute and he's embarrassed, sitting down obediently.]

As you wish.

[surprisingly slow in spite of his excitement, easing into touching Rean, rubbing his shoulders pleasantly.]

Tell me what you like, 'kay?

[He's already red this is. It's not bad he's just flustered and aware of Randy]

Got it.

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