Brownies and Tangerines

It was almost comical, the way Haulean needlessly and borderline theatrically snuck around the place, like he was on some impossible mission. He was just so happy and excited that Yoon was home, safe and sound, and that they were getting to spend some quality time together. Quality bath time! Haulean loved baths, and he was thrilled to get to help his friend relax. He was gonna wash Yoon's luxurious locks good and proper, with his fancy soaps, and then comb it all out and braid it. Yup. Might even see about scrunching some of those aching muscles a bit. He may not have had professional training, but he had a good instinct for it, in his own way.

Once he was in the vicinity of the baths, Haulean set his own stuff on the same bench, and just stripped down to his smalls. He wasn't planning on getting all the way in, just yet. For now, he plopped his rump on the edge, letting his feet graze the step or seat below. "See? Told ya you needed a bath. Now c'mere so I can wash your hair. Yours'll take longer to dry than mine, so you should get pampered first. Plus. Well. You should just go first anyway, cos you're all achey and tired." Haulean gave a firm nod, then smiled brightly. "Gonna pamper you right proper."

While waiting for Yoonjie to eventually make his way over -if he was in the mood to, yet- Haulean just idly let his legs glided up and down in the water, doing his best not to actually kick or splash. Gawd he wanted to slip right in and submerge, like Yoon was doing. But not yet. First things first. "It's nice being in here when it's all quiet like this. Most of the time it's all noisy and rowdy. I mean I s'pose I could come at night more often, but... I..." He hesitated, and shook his head. "I-I don't like coming alone. You never know what could... I-I mean what if I fell asleep? Yeah." Gods he shouldn't have started talking. Haulean was a good pickpocket, but a terrible liar; even by omission.

@Yoonjie