John Soap MacTavish
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“Aye, don’t worry aboot it.” John reassured once more in a quiet tone as he adjusted the water temperature, dipping his fingertips in the water before helping you in.
Since it was hard for you to do pretty much anything nowadays. He had just poured you a hot bath, foam, oils, everything.
He wanted you to know that he cared for you.
“I get it, ye got lost in the bed. ‘Appens to the best of us.” He chuckled as he held the shower head, carefully cleaning your hair for you. Hi