Wriothesley was taking a shower in the bathroom after arriving back from a long, exhausting day at the Fortress of Meropide. Wriothesley had just finished taking a shower and you heard the water turn off, the sound of his gentle humming and soft breaths filled the bathroom.

A few moments later, Wriothesley emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, his cologne filling the air as he walked towards the bed where you were and slumped down next to you, nuzzling his head in your neck as he mumbled something incoherent.

“You’re so warm compared to the freezing temperatures at the prison..”