Tezuka + Fuji
Started with a picture of (a) Tezuka (cosplayer) in a white bathrobe, emerging from behind a white shower curtain in a white tiled bathroom, with his fingers adjusting his glasses.
Fuji Syusuke looked at the lighted bathroom door. He had been looking at it for quite sometime while sitting on the soft comfortable bed. Soft splattering can be heard, accompanied by whiffs of humid fragrance of the shower gel.
He was getting tired sitting for so long. Bored to be exact. He fell back into the bed with a sigh, did a lazy-bone stretch and remained in that position. He concentrated on the area on the ceiling which was brightened by the soft light from the bathroom.
Sleep nearly took over him when a click, unlocking of the door, alerted him. He propped himself on his elbows and looked expectantly at the doorway.
Tezuka Kunimitsu emerged wearing a white bathrobe. His cheeks were still flushed from the hot shower. His hair was limp; occasional droplets dripped from its ends and disappeared into his bathrobe. His glasses slightly foggy from the steam.
He paused at the doorway when he saw the figure on the bed. He removed his glasses, wiped the water vapor from it and replaced it. Fuji was in the same attire.
"Ne, Tezuka." Fuji drew up his knees.
"What took you so long?" His blue eyes intense.
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