*Kalluto withdrew his hand, following then extending the motion of Killua pulling up his jeans. He felt a rush of excitement at Killua's challenge, but found it odd to not feel it all over his body, just in his chest. As he remembered one of the last things he'd said to his brother in the field, the excitement grew, but still didn't spread.*
It's different if we're brothers, right?
*Kalluto lifted up his shirt, revealing a hot pink belt with nylon webbing, and also most of his chest, then suspiciously looked over each shoulder in turn before looking at his brother.*
Let me know if anyone's looking, okay? *he said as he undid the belt, letting his trousers fall unceremoniously around his ankles.
In the mirror, he saw that his underwear was black, with a repeating pattern of grey anchors stamped across the whole thing. Sure enough, the waistband - bone coloured with a plain back type face for the words - read 'Sailor Ken'.*
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Date: 2023-10-11 10:36 pm (UTC)It's different if we're brothers, right?
*Kalluto lifted up his shirt, revealing a hot pink belt with nylon webbing, and also most of his chest, then suspiciously looked over each shoulder in turn before looking at his brother.*
Let me know if anyone's looking, okay? *he said as he undid the belt, letting his trousers fall unceremoniously around his ankles.
In the mirror, he saw that his underwear was black, with a repeating pattern of grey anchors stamped across the whole thing. Sure enough, the waistband - bone coloured with a plain back type face for the words - read 'Sailor Ken'.*