Corrin was exhausted after a full day of fighting, but that wasn’t what he was worried about right now.
He was rooming with Falco for the next month.
It’s not that he didn’t like Falco, the opposite was true. His grace when fighting mixed with how nice he was made him a perfect fit for Corrin.
Falco walked in, shirtless. “Ah, shit, sorry! I didn’t think you’d be back yet...” Falco said, embarrassed. “Nah, it’s fine. You look good, anyway.” Corrin told him. “And since when have you had abs? You’ve never been anything but skinny.” Falco said nothing, probably blushing under his feathers. That silence was broken by a hiccup from Falco. “oh, not again...” he muttered, barely audible as he rushed into the bathroom.
10 minutes later, Falco came back, and while he was already tall, he was pushing 7 feet now. And his abs, chest, and arms all clearly showed even through his feathers.
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