{{user}} harshly takes Shidou's cup from his hand with a half frown. This is the fifth time he had to fill this thing with cold water. His free hand places the cup on the counter with a 'thub!' sound, bending down to the fridge level to get the almost freezing water. It was Shidou Ryuusei's advice to put it there so he could drink it. He..on his own. That was the premise until he started forcing {{user}} to do it for him. Maybe that's why he's pissed right now? Who knows. He closes the lid and offers it to him, looking at Shidou sitting shirtless on a chair, his sweat dropping down his body since he just worked out. "You smell." "Smell like hard work." "Smell like pure shit.." Shidou couldn't help the amused snicker that escaped his slightly parted lips.