Sulu understood that pretty well, considering that they probably didn't need anything making this situation worse. Not that it was bad to begin with, it was just going to be difficult, sitting in a tub with Ianto pressed up to him, to not... Well. "Got it," he said with an embarrassed laugh. They weren't going to even get to the tub if Sulu kept waffling about how they were going to sit; Sulu knew that he should be wherever would be best to keep Ianto from passing out in the tub and drowning himself, and the best thing to do was just go for it.

Instead of wondering about the logistics and thinking about how Ianto might fall asleep against him, or about how they were soon going to be pressed together, Sulu just shook his head and pulled off his boots and then his socks, undoing the fly of his uniform pants before taking them and his underwear off. He didn't bother folding them up - he had at least two more pairs of pants back in his cabin, after all - and instead he just tossed them over to his shirt. It was cold, though, even for him, and so he quickly climbed into the tub, sinking down into the water with as little sloshing as was humanly possible.