[ dick lets out a bone-weary sigh at the question. he doesn't want to move at all. everything feels nice; junpei against him, his fingers in his hair, the warmth of the water-- but dick's a duty first kind of guy, so he's the first to extra themselves, though not without another quick nip of a kiss against junpei's lips. ]

Yeah. [ but there's a wry smirk on his face ] C'mon, I'm not putting my suit back on with wet boxers, and I'm not living this pre-curfew walk of shame by myself. If anyone asks? We went for a swim.