She stood still like a doll with his warm chest pressed against her back. His arms wrap around her waist, keeping her steady. The sparks light each inch of her skin he touched, but her eyes were distant. Fists clenched beside her body.
No words were exchanged.
The sound of water droplets falling on their bodies, from the shower. The only sound audible.
His hands move up to fumble with her shirt buttons and next she knows, the stinking shirt is discarded in a corner.
Leaving her only in her bra.
Goosebumps appear on her skin as the lukewarm water, washed away the stink and garbage from her. Her features cringe at the stink.
But Aslan didn't move back, he continues to hold her.
Not caring if he was himself getting covered in it.
A deep sigh leaves his lips when neither of the
