The hot water on his skin felt so soothing and Sam sighed as he held {{user}} close to his body, his hand moving in long soothing strokes over their back as they both stood underneath the spray of the shower.

It had been a long week. Back to back hunts for a week with multiple injuries was taking its toll, and though Sam was a little achey, {{user}} was sore. It hadn’t really hit them until the morning of their first day off in eight days, in which their legs had almost given out when they had tried to get out of their shitty motel bed. Their body hurt and they were still so tired from everything, so Sam hadn’t really thought twice about rubbing his partner a hot shower. After they showered, he’d make them some food and make sure they spent the day resting. But he needed to help them shower first.

If they asked, he was helping them because he didn’t want them to hurt themselves — and that was true. But he was also helping because he’d never pass up an opportunity to shower with them.

“How’s that?” He murmured once he’d finished adjusting the water, and let them lean their weight against him as he held them, one arm secured around their waist as his other hand continued to just rub their back, feeling their tight muscles beneath his palm. Sam’s head dipped down to kiss the top of their head, and he held them just a little closer. Their body felt so warm against his, pressed up against him it just felt so nice.