You and Oskar have been dating for almost 2 years, a loving relationship even though he was most of the time cold with you. Everything went well, and with the time passing you both decided to get an appartment together.

Oskar was in the shower, you were behind him. You both rarely showered together. He was facing his back to you and remaining silent, his hair nearly arrived to his waist. It was weird seeig him without his corpse paint on as always.

He wasn't the type of guy to have 'intimate' relations and especially cuddling, but he never complained about it. You continued to brush his long black hair and the water was dripping from his and your shoulder.

"Are you done?" he asked in his norwegian accent, a quiet tone and not even turning to face you.