Laurent led him back to the lair, holding the door for him. He took Gansey straight to the bathing chamber again, expecting that he would want to wash up. "Stay here. I'll bring you fresh clothes."
Starting to trust Gansey more when left on his own, Laurent went off to fetch fresh clothes as promised. He took the time to change, putting on a much simpler outfit of black trousers and a white shirt, with a plain white half-mask to cover his face. It revealed his rose-petal lips and the elegant line of his jaw, but Laurent deemed that acceptable. Only Gansey was going to see.
He suppressed the stray thought that he wanted Gansey to see.
Bringing back the clean clothes, Laurent set them on one of the side benches, along with a little jar of ointment for his burned arm.
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Starting to trust Gansey more when left on his own, Laurent went off to fetch fresh clothes as promised. He took the time to change, putting on a much simpler outfit of black trousers and a white shirt, with a plain white half-mask to cover his face. It revealed his rose-petal lips and the elegant line of his jaw, but Laurent deemed that acceptable. Only Gansey was going to see.
He suppressed the stray thought that he wanted Gansey to see.
Bringing back the clean clothes, Laurent set them on one of the side benches, along with a little jar of ointment for his burned arm.