(Like, where else would Feitan go looking like this? There's cum up his ass, for fuck's sake. Of course he's showering, and whether Squalo comes with him or not it's up to him and this is exactly how you deal with having a stupid crush at whatever age you're at.
Feitan is not quite as flashy as Squalo is, he's just quietly walking as he normally would, hands in the pockets of his slacks and his dress hanging from his shoulder. Much to the contrast of the rush in the other bathroom, it's with grace that he'll remove the rest of his clothes, leaving the petite boots on a corner and even folding his slacks. Removing clothes in a hurry is for fucking, this is a MAJESTIC BEING we're talking about... And he's definitely eyeing the damage on the man's back.
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Feitan is not quite as flashy as Squalo is, he's just quietly walking as he normally would, hands in the pockets of his slacks and his dress hanging from his shoulder. Much to the contrast of the rush in the other bathroom, it's with grace that he'll remove the rest of his clothes, leaving the petite boots on a corner and even folding his slacks. Removing clothes in a hurry is for fucking, this is a MAJESTIC BEING we're talking about... And he's definitely eyeing the damage on the man's back.
He's not apologizing.)