(( He’s not sure what possesses him, but Zichen takes back his hands to grab the washcloth. Without any hesitance, he dips it into the bath with a quiet splash. The sound of droplets hitting the surface follows as he wrings the excess water from the cloth. It’s all relatively quick and suddenly he’s lifting Xingchen’s arm and stroking the cloth gently over his skin.
His hands tremble subtly. He swallows hard as he lays Xingchen’s arm back on the edge of the bath basin. ))
another shorty bc I'm tired
His hands tremble subtly. He swallows hard as he lays Xingchen’s arm back on the edge of the bath basin. ))
Is this alright?