selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist:

Carlos stiffened. He shut his eyes, cursing himself mentally
before looking over at Hancock with an apologetic smile. “Sorry for the TMI… I
guess I shouldn’t have said that out loud.” He sighed. “Are we okay on water
for me to take one tonight?” He ignored Hancock’s flirting for the moment –
Hancock was always flirting with him. Not that that was a bad thing however…

“Are you apologizing because ya feel like ya overshared or because you didn’t like my response?” He was genuinely curious, even after all this time, after finally getting together, he was still being rejected when he tried to flirt with the scientist and it was just…. damn confusing, honestly. “We’ve got plenty if ya wanna wash up, you don’t have to ask, sunshine.”

Carlos laughed out loud at that. “No, no! I expect those kind of responses from you!”
he explained. “I just… I’m sorry for blurting out something so… natural,
frankly, but still gross.” He smiled over at Hancock again. “I can wash myself,
though, I promise. I’m a big boy. Besides, it’d be a little awkward with me
naked in the tub and you just standing there with a rag, wouldn’t it…?”