[If Spy had the capacity to care at that moment, he would not have been happy with the state of this mess. However, he really doesn't, not right then, so he takes a moment to watch Scout with vague interest as he wipes his hand on his skin. His voice is a quiet purr as Scout draws fingers through his hair.
He is still mindful of what's soon going to be gross and terrible, so he rolls onto the side where Scout's arm is around him, trying not to settle all of his weight on it at once. Idly, he wipes his dirty hand on whatever sheet he can reach, using his other hand to rub at his eyes. Damn. It has certainly been a while.
What would be really good right now is a cigarette to top it all off, but Spy is feeling gracious, so he refrains. As he gropes around for the sheet to wipe them off, he throws Scout a sideways glance, a small, wry smile on his lips.]
lmao but wordreference just does not give a fuck
He is still mindful of what's soon going to be gross and terrible, so he rolls onto the side where Scout's arm is around him, trying not to settle all of his weight on it at once. Idly, he wipes his dirty hand on whatever sheet he can reach, using his other hand to rub at his eyes. Damn. It has certainly been a while.
What would be really good right now is a cigarette to top it all off, but Spy is feeling gracious, so he refrains. As he gropes around for the sheet to wipe them off, he throws Scout a sideways glance, a small, wry smile on his lips.]