[ it's a tight fit, izumi thinks. too tight, in fact. he circles around sandalphon like a preying hawk, tugging at the fabric to check how much it clings to his skin. ]

It's a miracle you can even breathe at all. Seriously, either the tailor read your measurements wrong, or it's on purpose.

[ considering sandalphon's workplace, it's definitely the latter. izumi thinks of the people who'd suddenly be attracted to the grumpy worker behind the counter and he inhales, mentally telling himself to calm down. it's fine, it's fine, sandalphon isn't interested in anyone else... hopefully. ]

Though to be honest, the outfit in particular looks terribly boring, and it's not because you're the one wearing it. The design's just suuuuper bland for a maid outfit, and I can't have you look like a used-up rag at work.

[ so! izumi'll disappear into his room for a moment and comes back with a pair of lacy black thigh-highs. ] Here, put this on.