[ so here's the thing. the layout of the bathroom, while ridiculous in its expansiveness and inclusion of a jacuzzi tub, follows the general sort of layout of any bathroom... meaning when benedict opens the door to hand kate her belongings, what lays exactly opposite said door is the large mirror that nearly stretches across the entire wall. benedict may have remained behind the door to ensure he wouldn't be able to see inside, but said door has cracked open just enough that he'd be able to catch a glimpse of the mirror...
more specifically, of kate's reflection in the mirror. of kate, standing just beyond the opposite side of that door, towel no longer wrapped around her body but instead currently being used to wring out the water from her long hair. ]
Oh — thanks!
[ she doesn't notice, innocently reaching around the door to take the clothing from benedict's hands.
and, no, it has not actually occured to kate yet just what exactly she has asked him to do. knowing kate, it won't occur to her until much later, probably not until she's pulling that lace over her legs will she realize oh. that's right. benedict has touched these as well.
by then her mortification will know no bounds, and she'll have a brief moment to contemplate actually flinging herself off the balcony. ]
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Date: 2021-10-12 09:57 pm (UTC)more specifically, of kate's reflection in the mirror. of kate, standing just beyond the opposite side of that door, towel no longer wrapped around her body but instead currently being used to wring out the water from her long hair. ]
Oh — thanks!
[ she doesn't notice, innocently reaching around the door to take the clothing from benedict's hands.
and, no, it has not actually occured to kate yet just what exactly she has asked him to do. knowing kate, it won't occur to her until much later, probably not until she's pulling that lace over her legs will she realize oh. that's right. benedict has touched these as well.
by then her mortification will know no bounds, and she'll have a brief moment to contemplate actually flinging herself off the balcony. ]