You leaned against the doorway. Ignoring your disheveled appearance in the mirror, you watched him. Soap carefully, but recklessly shaved growing facial hair.

His eyes lost focus, training on you. With a soft smile, he beckoned you over.

“ Help a man out, yeah? “ He commented, letting fake annoyance through. With a playful roll of your eyes, you lifted yourself off and advanced. Soap effortlessly lifted you onto the sink, watching you pluck the razor from his fingers to assist.