every little thing (Reo, Mayuzumi)

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Reo doesn't make a habit of drinking. Aside from the numerous obvious reasons, booze comes with a ton of hidden calories and Reo is meticulous about his diet; he's allowed treats, yes, but most of his calorie consumption has to be from things that fuel him as an athlete and help maintain his body at its athletic peak.

But it's not every day that Mayuzumi-senpai turns up at Reo's door of his own volition, and he does it even less often with an illicit bottle of wine tucked under his arm (even that, Reo realizes with startled amusement as he all but pulls his senpai into his room, isn't enough to get him noticed), and one must take advantage of opportunities as they arise.

He even brought glasses. They're plastic, unglamorous but sensible, and more than Reo keeps in his spotless dorm room.

Under his other arm was the inevitable light novel, which Reo doesn't give much attention to until the wine is about half gone.

"Were you going to sit outside and read if I wasn't here?" he asks with a little laugh, reaching over to pick the book up for closer inspection. He might not bother normally - he prefers poetry, classic novels, reading with a little bit more depth than the shallowest of kiddie pools - but the cover catches his eye. He wouldn't have thought Mayuzumi the magical girl type.

Reo himself has never been much for any kind of genre entertainment, but how could he possibly miss the appeal of being able to change into a gorgeous outfit with a simple catchphrase? Too bad the rest of it all is so boring.

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"I look like I couldn't even be bothered to wash my face before I went to bed." Reo glares at his reflection, muttering, "Disgusting."

Fortunately, he has everything he needs to fix that. There are no private bathrooms in Rakuzan, and, in the face of not being able to spend a private half hour in the bathroom after his shower to make himself decent, Reo had to get a bit creative. He keeps his toiletries in his room, complete with a large stock of lovely facial wipes that are almost (but not quite) better than warm water and the cleanser he swears by at home.

There isn't much he wants to do to his hair before a shower other than brush it and get it at least tidy, if not overly flattering, so he finishes that in short order and starts on his face, becoming visibly calmer as he wipes yesterday's dirt away and is reassured that his negligence did no permanent damage.

He's not especially excited about doing any of this with an audience - it's different from the curtailed version of his regimen he goes through after practice - but at least Mayuzumi seems more interested in his phone and, hm. Yes.

"You can keep those," he says casually. "They don't fit me half as well as they do you."

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Personally, Mayuzumi thinks they had much more interesting things to do the night before than indulge Reo's obsession with his face. It may look like he's smirking at something on his phone, but he's actually remembering licking up a mess that had dribbled down Reo's chin at one point during the night.

"Is that your way of saying you think I'll be wearing them again?" He holds back the snort, just barely. They both know the only reason he was wearing them at all is because Reo took advantage of his being drunk enough to go along with it. Speculatively, Mayuzumi stretches one leg out in the air in front of him to examine. If he didn't know any better, he could almost pretend it belonged to someone else.

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There isn't much point in going through the rest of his facial regimen when he's going to be showering soon, but Reo starts it anyway; the familiarity of it, the sense of control over his looks, calm his rattled nerves.

He smiles at Mayuzumi in the mirror.

"It's my way of saying I hope you will."