[which is probably not the idea either of them want to convey. before eggsy can comment on it, however, harry clears his throat again and continues while moving to measure the full span of eggsy's shoulders.
he's definitely not making note of the rippling muscle he can feel even through the fabric of his shirt.]
Got plenty of time to decide, I suppose. Though I'd like to be present when you suggest that one to Merlin. He might tell you to stick said feathers somewhere unpleasant.
[only now does harry realize precisely how much innuendo is in his conversations with eggsy, and it couldn't be coming at a worse time.]
[ It doesn't take a genius to work out the unpleasant place Harry is talking about. ]
I can think of better things I'd like up my arse. [ Eggsy replies without thinking and immediately regrets it because it just reminds him of everything he said to Harry at the festival and what happened after. ]
Are we almost done? [ He asks impatiently, starting to fidget. ]
[he's certainly not the only one keenly reminded of what he thought had been flirtation beforehand. eggsy practically wrote him a sonnet abou how much he loved getting himself stuffed up the arse and yet it must have only been one of eggsy's poorly conceived attempts to get a rise out of harry. only it wasn't the rise he was expecting by any means.
so he steps over it, ignores it blatantly for an awkward pause before he comes round to face eggsy and measure across his torso, lean down tomark his measurements on paper.]
Nearly. Just a few more. Tilt your chin for me?
[eggsy will find the tape coming to loosely wrap around his neck.]
[ The worst part is Eggsy knows what measurements are left from his first measurement experience so it's only going to get worse when Harry has to kneel down to do his legs...
Eggsy lifts his chin but looks up at the ceiling to avoid eye contact with Harry, giving him a lovely view of his Adam's apple. ]
I hate standing still. [ That much is obvious from the way Eggsy is twitching, but it's more to do with the fact that he can't handle Harry being in his personal space anymore, not when he wants to pull Harry even closer and continue where they left off at the festival. ]
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[which is probably not the idea either of them want to convey. before eggsy can comment on it, however, harry clears his throat again and continues while moving to measure the full span of eggsy's shoulders.
he's definitely not making note of the rippling muscle he can feel even through the fabric of his shirt.]
Got plenty of time to decide, I suppose. Though I'd like to be present when you suggest that one to Merlin. He might tell you to stick said feathers somewhere unpleasant.
[only now does harry realize precisely how much innuendo is in his conversations with eggsy, and it couldn't be coming at a worse time.]
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I can think of better things I'd like up my arse. [ Eggsy replies without thinking and immediately regrets it because it just reminds him of everything he said to Harry at the festival and what happened after. ]
Are we almost done? [ He asks impatiently, starting to fidget. ]
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so he steps over it, ignores it blatantly for an awkward pause before he comes round to face eggsy and measure across his torso, lean down tomark his measurements on paper.]
Nearly. Just a few more. Tilt your chin for me?
[eggsy will find the tape coming to loosely wrap around his neck.]
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Eggsy lifts his chin but looks up at the ceiling to avoid eye contact with Harry, giving him a lovely view of his Adam's apple. ]
I hate standing still. [ That much is obvious from the way Eggsy is twitching, but it's more to do with the fact that he can't handle Harry being in his personal space anymore, not when he wants to pull Harry even closer and continue where they left off at the festival. ]
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Yes. Well. If you'd like it to fit properly you might want to, just for a few more moments.
[he's behind eggsy first so he doesn't get a faceful of his crotch as he measures around his hips.]
Nearly through now.