[With his knees still up to his chest and his face pressed into them, he tried really hard not to pay attention to what Trowa was doing. But his hidin towel was removed and then he was forced to move his hands and a hot mug was pressed into them. His hands were cold and the sting of the sudden heat almost had him drop the damn mug.
A shiver racked his body and he clenched his teeth against it.]
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A shiver racked his body and he clenched his teeth against it.]
Fuck...
Tro... take the damn cup...