[ Oof. Midnight smiles at the little wet smacking noice Baizhu's fist makes, twirling wet locks of dark, water-logged hair around his fingers like seagrass. Later on, he'll carry the both of them out of the bathtub, dry them off, and happily watch Baizhu doze until they're both fit enough to make their escape... But for now, the bathwater is still warm, and they can afford to soak a bit longer, at least until the water runs clear. ]
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[ Oof. Midnight smiles at the little wet smacking noice Baizhu's fist makes, twirling wet locks of dark, water-logged hair around his fingers like seagrass. Later on, he'll carry the both of them out of the bathtub, dry them off, and happily watch Baizhu doze until they're both fit enough to make their escape... But for now, the bathwater is still warm, and they can afford to soak a bit longer, at least until the water runs clear. ]