[ 'Change' was probably a misnomer. All Apollo wanted to do was get rid of his uniform and strip down into the thin boxer briefs that sit so seamlessly beneath his uniform, all the better for lounging around in bed with. He turns away, expertly finding the carefully constructed hidden zipper at the back of his neck and peeling it away. He knows there are fresh tatters and blood stains in this uniform, the kind that will need repairing, and he makes a mental note to sort that out tomorrow as he strips down to his waist and --
He glances back at M, purely accidentally, and realises just how intently the other man is studying the first page. Apollo pauses, bare-chested with his suit hanging limply around his waist. ]
Hey, [ He calls softly, just to attract his attention. To see whether M will look up or not. ]
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He glances back at M, purely accidentally, and realises just how intently the other man is studying the first page. Apollo pauses, bare-chested with his suit hanging limply around his waist. ]
Hey, [ He calls softly, just to attract his attention. To see whether M will look up or not. ]