There shall be no more secrets between us

[fearless_leader]

Who: Hamato Donatello, Hamato Leonardo, Robert Hastings
What: CAMPING, with a side of story telling
When: September 4th until whenever they come back
Where: Western Lake
Summary: The turtles go camping and drag a reluctant scientist with them. Plus telling about lives and other shenanigans.
Rating: Uh, PG to possibly R? The TMNT verse is pretty rough.


It had taken quite a bit of convincing, and a lot of walking, they were at the campsite. Even Robert made it, helped along by use of the side-car bicycle that Don had. Carbon was left at home with plenty of food and water. They'd brought with them supplies they could carry, that they'd need. Including the tent and sleeping bags they'd be sleeping and staying in.

Comments

[semper_cogitans]

This is probably the silliest thing Robert has ever felt, and he can't help a wobbly smile breaking out at it. The texture of Don's thumb feels especially strange against the stubble...

[i_speak_softly]

How about this, then. Finished with his inspection, Don slides his hands back towards Robert's ears, and plants a kiss on the unshaven cheek. It's rather fascinating to feel the stiff little hairs against his sensitive snout.

[semper_cogitans]

Oh, Don, you're making him blush in the best way possible. Robert, still with that somewhat-goofy smile, closes his eyes and nudges his nose against Don's beak.

He's never really had cause NOT to remove the bristles - beards aren't seen as very attractive to the majority of Terrans - but Don is making a case for it.

[i_speak_softly]

After taking full advantage of what may be his only chance to kiss a person with stubble, Don rests his forehead against Robert's and squeezes his neck affectionately.

"I like it."

[semper_cogitans]

"Is... is that so?" This actually surprises Robert a little, for multiple reasons. He would've thought his facial hair would have been weird.

Does Don want him not to shave, then? Almost absentmindedly, he curls a finger against his own stubbly cheek.

(Surely he'd look even more ridiculous half-shaved, though.)

[i_speak_softly]

It is weird, but in a fascinating and endearing kind of way.

He nods, but tries to convey by it that he is just expressing an opinion, and Robert should continue to do whatever he likes with his own body hair.

[semper_cogitans]

There's always a compromise, though.

"Well... I suppose I could go longer without shaving, sometimes..." Awkward, almost shy smiling, now. "If... if you wanted..."

It's not a major thing anyway, and if Don wants to indulge in some stubble-related shenanigans it's not like Robert is going to stop him.

"For now, though, I... I ought to finish this. It will... look much more o-odd without being fully cleaned..."

[i_speak_softly]

Don pulls away and flashes a smile, then leaves Robert to his human hygiene rituals, heading down to the lake to kneel at the water's edge and wash the sleep from his face.