[Ren shakes his head. He wasn’t okay. It was too hot and too cold and too frustrating.
He leans back against Aoba with a sigh. If washing his hands got him this every time, he’d wash his hands so much. He giggles, a sound he heard recently and loved, splashing Aoba’s hands.]
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He leans back against Aoba with a sigh. If washing his hands got him this every time, he’d wash his hands so much. He giggles, a sound he heard recently and loved, splashing Aoba’s hands.]
This is fun. [Now that he had help.]