[Fifteen minutes, a little break and however long he really wanted. Though admittedly if they could get far enough in a span of fifteen minutes, Abel can't say he would mind letting thise pants soak for longer and just do another load in the wash.]

Hey...

[He responds almost shy, because this is his friend even if he baited him for this, and is definitely not as confident as texting might have him seem. At least at the start. But, he'll lean back against the washer in his underwear as casually as he can and smile, dip his head into the gentle feeling of his fingers.]