10-18-2017, 06:39 PM
Tobias wasn't so worried about writing as he was with speaking. He just couldn't get his brain to work in more than one language sometimes, so mentally translating his own words took a little longer than he'd like. But he supposed being around the language 24/7 would help.
He couldn't help smiling at the omega's surprise to his offer, glad he wasn't shunned right away. It took quite a lot to repulse the tall alpha, so he quietly followed Vasiliy into the back room and sat himself down on the bench. He liked the way old buildings smelled, even this locker room. It wasn't for sweaty jocks, so it had the faint scent of feminine body spray over the old scent of the building itself. Being an alpha meant he could experience the world to a depth many people never thought about. Though, he rarely spoke about it since most thought it was weird.
"No hurry." He said, quietly waiting while Vasiliy got changed. He idly looked around, tapping on the old wooden bench for a few moments. When Vasiliy returned, he found the layers or comfortable clothes quite cute on him. "Mm, the cold here does have a certain bite to it." He nodded, "I bet a lot of Russians pretend not to notice it, but it chills them to the core too." He said with a small smirk
He shifted slightly when the omega began to unwrap his foot. He winced slightly, but more an empathetic gesture than disgust. "One of my friends from school did dance. Not ballet, though. But I would help her with her feet." He nodded, reaching for the fresh bandages. "My own feet aren't pleasant either. Bony long toes." He laughed.
He couldn't help smiling at the omega's surprise to his offer, glad he wasn't shunned right away. It took quite a lot to repulse the tall alpha, so he quietly followed Vasiliy into the back room and sat himself down on the bench. He liked the way old buildings smelled, even this locker room. It wasn't for sweaty jocks, so it had the faint scent of feminine body spray over the old scent of the building itself. Being an alpha meant he could experience the world to a depth many people never thought about. Though, he rarely spoke about it since most thought it was weird.
"No hurry." He said, quietly waiting while Vasiliy got changed. He idly looked around, tapping on the old wooden bench for a few moments. When Vasiliy returned, he found the layers or comfortable clothes quite cute on him. "Mm, the cold here does have a certain bite to it." He nodded, "I bet a lot of Russians pretend not to notice it, but it chills them to the core too." He said with a small smirk
He shifted slightly when the omega began to unwrap his foot. He winced slightly, but more an empathetic gesture than disgust. "One of my friends from school did dance. Not ballet, though. But I would help her with her feet." He nodded, reaching for the fresh bandages. "My own feet aren't pleasant either. Bony long toes." He laughed.