[A body slam into the wall wouldn't cause Charlie any chagrin - he'd just been pressed up against the boy moments before. He'd probably enjoy the chance to be close again, regardless of any bruising pain that accompanied it.
Really, with how agitated this guy is, he's already accepted the inevitability of more battery.
With a sneer, Charlie maintains his distance and allows a moment of silence. He turns the soap over in his hand, lathering up his palm. His other hand works his collar and buttons, eventually tossing his soaked through, stained white garment into the corner with the shreds of Bakugo's clothes.
Warm haze begins to tickle his skin, the surface cooling just as quickly as the sensation comes. He'll need to stand directly under the shower stream to enjoy any of its actual heat. Or, you know, cuddle up to Bakugo again. Intention reads clearly on his face as he looks the boy over before reaching to tap at his shoulder.]
You're gonna need this. [He raises his soapy hand.] You did a lot for me earlier, let me help you out here. I'll wash you up. [And, as if to punctuate that this is indeed a favor and not a demand, he waits for a response.
Not that he's planning on keeping his hands to himself.]
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Really, with how agitated this guy is, he's already accepted the inevitability of more battery.
With a sneer, Charlie maintains his distance and allows a moment of silence. He turns the soap over in his hand, lathering up his palm. His other hand works his collar and buttons, eventually tossing his soaked through, stained white garment into the corner with the shreds of Bakugo's clothes.
Warm haze begins to tickle his skin, the surface cooling just as quickly as the sensation comes. He'll need to stand directly under the shower stream to enjoy any of its actual heat. Or, you know, cuddle up to Bakugo again. Intention reads clearly on his face as he looks the boy over before reaching to tap at his shoulder.]
You're gonna need this. [He raises his soapy hand.] You did a lot for me earlier, let me help you out here. I'll wash you up. [And, as if to punctuate that this is indeed a favor and not a demand, he waits for a response.
Not that he's planning on keeping his hands to himself.]