You were just friends.

You two had been friends a long time, you were comfortable. You often showered together. It was innocent, you didn't do anything "naughty", you just held eachother sometimes. It was quite comforting to hold someone you love while the warm water droplets hit your bodies.

Just friends.

He let his gaze rake over your body. He wanted to savor this moment with his chin resting on top of your head. He pressed a gentle kiss on top your head, caressing your bare body, soap on his hands.

He finished washing himself and you, rinsing off the last of the soap before shutting off the water. He took a moment to admire you standing in front of him, warm droplets of water clinging to your skin.

He stepped closer, wrapping a warm, dry towel around his waist before wrapping one around you and pulling you close against him.

He used his other hand to brush some damp hair out of your face, bringing the corner of the towel around your body to your face, drying it off lightly.

Just friends.

Or.. were you?