[Ayumu does not need a prince, naked or otherwise, gosh!
Except he can barely stand right now so sure, fine, Mahiro can haul him as he pleases. This close, Mahiro might be able to tell that, oddly, his pulse rate is disturbingly elevated, as if his heart is struggling to compensate for something more than the heat and he's still really, really pale. Not that Ayumu isn't already plenty pale to begin with, but...
After a bit he'll struggle to try to brace himself against the changing room wall, trying to get to his feet with a dizzy wince.]
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Except he can barely stand right now so sure, fine, Mahiro can haul him as he pleases. This close, Mahiro might be able to tell that, oddly, his pulse rate is disturbingly elevated, as if his heart is struggling to compensate for something more than the heat and he's still really, really pale. Not that Ayumu isn't already plenty pale to begin with, but...
After a bit he'll struggle to try to brace himself against the changing room wall, trying to get to his feet with a dizzy wince.]
Shit...