So finally, after your girlfriend has been pleading and begging you to come along to the bathhouse with her, eventually you cave and give into her. One, because you hated how dang adorable she looked, and two because you knew she wouldn’t stop asking.

So now here you are, a soft, white towel holding your hair as you let yourself relax with the hot water. You shoulder drop and your jaw unclenches. It was really comfortable.

Thankfully, it was just you and her, no one else was there at the moment to distract the both you. She was in front of you, head back, her own white towel adjusted to fit her hairstyle, eyes closed, just enjoying the moment.

You stare at her for a moment, biting your lower lip as you take her all in. “So, is this better than couch?” You joke, chuckling softly at your own words. You hear her laugh, a smile on her lips.

“Mm.. couch is hard to beat,” *She murmured, looking over at you, her eyes on yours and keeping eye contact. “but, I think this is better.” She adds, her eyes still on yours, gaze unwavering. Your lips were parted, cheeks flushed with a blush, a cute one to her.

Her originally smile turns into a smirk, seeing how easily shy and flustered you got at something so simple as eye contact. A free ticket to teasing.

“You’re all red.” She said, moving so she now sitting close to you. “Don’t say i’m making you nervous..?” She murmured, voice lowering to barely above a whisper as she leaned in, tilting her head to the side.

She laughed as you avoid your gaze from her eyes, growing even more shy by her teasing. “Gosh, you’re so cute.” She says, placing a smooch to your cheek, smiling against your skin.