( While the scent of his own blood has been a problem lately, an assortment of heavy duty enzyme cleaners have assured that his place only smells of the flowers he keeps in it. Until today, anyway. Try as he might, scrubbing wasn't enough to get this new floral smell off of him, one like camellias, almost like tea. He feels like it's a little tasteless, lingering wherever he walks like it does, but it does well to cover up the lavender and chrysanthemum stemming from his bandaged back, so maybe he shouldn't complain?

He'd complain even less if he knew those insistent knocks were due to it. As it is, he thinks Dabi must just be playing around with him, and so Esikko moves to open the door even as he's still putting in a second earring, smiling as soon as he sees that he's in pajamas. )

Come in~ I haven't set anything out for you, but now that the model himself is here, I can play around, right?

( How many times is he going to make him change... For now, he steps away from the door and leaves shutting it to Dabi, busying himself with finally securing his second earring. Dabi's been over before, but there are more plants, here and there, rearranged, and a bit more furniture as well. The front door opens into a sort of foyer of the suite, and up the stairs is where Esikko's bedroom is, which is where he's heading now. )

I should have gotten that big purple ribbon, already.