selfmedicatingmayor:

the-perfect-scientist :

And just like that, the moment was quickly going. And Carlos
could see that the night was going to be awkward if he didn’t do something.

“Um… hey, Han? I think I’d like to give it a try.” Carlos
looked at Hancock and smiled at him. “I mean… you just said it would be nice so…
if you’d like to, I’d like to try it.” It did sound nice… sitting in warm water
cuddled up against Hancock. He wondered how they’d be able to maneuver to get
any washing done, but he supposed there would be a way.

“Are–– you’re sure?” Where the ghoul was normally cool and confident in situations like this, his uncertainty was beginning to show. Committed relationships…. weren’t something Hancock was familiar with and he was more than a little paranoid about scaring Carlos. “You uh…. you’re not just sayin’ you’re interested to make me happy? You actually wanna do it?”

Carlos kept smiling and nodded. “Yeah… sure,” he said,
trying to sound at least a little casual and not nervous at all; or not as
nervous as he was. “Do you… wanna run and get us some towels while I look for a
fresh pair of underwear?” Carlos cringed a little at his wording – he should
have just said ‘clean clothes’.