[Whether that was always the intent or just an easy-access get-out-of-matching-Komaeda card is unclear. Regardless, Souda unsnaps the fasteners behind his wings that keep his jumpsuit in a shape that still looks, you know, like a jumpsuit, and allows it to drape down to wherever the dragon-looking-gargoyle equivalent of a waist could be considered to be. He ties the sleeves of the jumpsuit, and it almost looks completely like this was the planned move.]
Even if they don't come after you, someone's still gonna yell at me about it... Even when you're the one making it weird. God, damn.
[grumble grump. That said, he isn't irritated enough to complain about the best friend comment— and the stretching of his wings and relief of some of the fabric surrounding his already-warm body is really nice, okay.]
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[Whether that was always the intent or just an easy-access get-out-of-matching-Komaeda card is unclear. Regardless, Souda unsnaps the fasteners behind his wings that keep his jumpsuit in a shape that still looks, you know, like a jumpsuit, and allows it to drape down to wherever the dragon-looking-gargoyle equivalent of a waist could be considered to be. He ties the sleeves of the jumpsuit, and it almost looks completely like this was the planned move.]
Even if they don't come after you, someone's still gonna yell at me about it... Even when you're the one making it weird. God, damn.
[grumble grump. That said, he isn't irritated enough to complain about the best friend comment— and the stretching of his wings and relief of some of the fabric surrounding his already-warm body is really nice, okay.]