Pricked 

touchmylawnmower:

Ronald had just gotten back from a particularly exhausting field mission, and he huffed as he made his way to the locker room for a well-deserved shower. He toed his shoes off and placed them in his locker along with his belt before removing the rest of his clothes. He wasn’t shy, he could care less if anyone saw him naked, but for posterity’s sake he grabbed his towel, wrapping it around his waist as he walked to the showers.

Already showering with a hearty whistled tune, Eric ran his hands over his toned stomach. lathering a spicy cinnamon body wash. He wasn’t the least bit shy either when he heard someone enter into the open showering area. He merely tossed a grin over his shoulder at whoever it was – Ronald, he realized – and called, “Awrite, Ronnie!”