Fourth Floor Boy's Bathroom, Monday Evening

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With a towel over one shoulder, Hannibal had disappeared into the bathroom about an hour ago. The hot shower had taken up most of that time but now he was out, clad in only his jeans, and standing in front of one of the mirrors, doing what guys do when their in the bathroom.

Checking themselves out, of course. It was a time honored secret tradition amongst men. They might not act it but they all wanted to look good. Had to look good out of clothes to really think you look good in them. Or something.

For Hannibal, that mostly meant deciding if he needed a shave or not. He'd decided no and then moved on to wondering if he needed a haircut. The wet hair didn't really help that decision since it wasn't doing its normal 'stick up where it pleases' schtick that he'd gotten so used to.

"Maybe I could just do it myself," he said to no one, ruffling his hair and not realizing how bad an idea that truly would be.

[Open to boys (and boys from other floors are so welcome)...and girls! Like any of the boys care if the girls wanna sneak in! This was partly due to me wanting rocksthescarf to make a post where Chuck shaved his chest hair (I used her favorite icon in honor of that) and wanting to see how many shirtless icons I could get in one place. Mondays do things to my brain.]

Comments

[iamnotallgirl]

"Yeah, it's nice to be here instead of stuck in my room back home all the time," Jack agreed, not realizing that could actually give away that his situation was, you know, weird.

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

"...you home schooled normally or something?" Emmett guessed.

[iamnotallgirl]

...the hell with it.

"No, Jill goes to school," Jack said. "I don't. I'm a secret."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

Emmett's eyes widened a bit. "Dude. That's kind of screwed up."

[iamnotallgirl]

Jack just shook his head. "You have no idea, dude."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

He really didn't. Emmett would like to see someone try to keep him a secret.

Speaking of which...

"What's with all the secrecy?" he asked.

[iamnotallgirl]

"I can't tell you," Jack said. "It'll get back to her and she'll tell our mom and I'll get in trouble."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

"Tattletale sibling, huh?" Emmett asked sympathetically. "I know how that is. Annoying as fuck."

[iamnotallgirl]

"Yeah," Jack agreed. "It so, so is."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

"At least you get to get out every once in a while," Emmett said, trying to make him feel better.

[iamnotallgirl]

"Sure," Jack said bitterly. "Four days a month."

[mauledbyabear.livejournal.com]

"I'd escape if I were you," Emmett said oh-so-helpfully. "You're a grown dude, dude."

[iamnotallgirl]

"Jill'd just come back," Jack said, still bitter. "And go back to Mom. Then I'd get locked up again."