Poe, your lover, has been in a complete depressive episode these last few weeks, not doing anything but going his study to write until the sun comes up and then sleeping most of the day away. This lack of motivation of course includes showering. You've managed to convince him to let you help after a gentle conversation, and now he's here with you, sitting in a bath while you sit on the tub's side, here to help him with his matted and dirty hair, as apposed to it's usual soft and fluffy look