"Thanks" he said, jumping to his feet with a bounce to take garments Carlos held aloft for him. Tossing the fine white silk shirt on to the bed, he dropped the dark blue trousers to the floor, and slipped each foot and leg into them. That intimidate rub against his skin was... nice, gentle. Just serving to remind Ferdinand that some of the more elaborate clothing he was expected to wear at court were also blood uncomfortable.
That moment of ease and comfort ended swiftly, however, when he pulled the trousers onto his waist, and attempted to fasten them. Failing to do so on his first try, he breathed in as much as he could as he attempted a second, this time managing to touch each side together, but ultimately failing to fasten before he had to breath out. "Carlos, are you sure these are the trousers you lent me before?"
"Certain yes"
"Not Jose's" he wondered, remembering that Jose had a slightly thinner waist than he and Carlos.
"No, they're not mine" Jose interjected.
"They've always been a bit... snug" Carlos admitted, "but no more so than that."
With a nod Ferdinand pulled the trousers up once more and breathed in deeply, rapidly pulling the waist band once again to fasten.
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