Warm steam curled around the bathroom, softening the edges of the world and filling the space with a calm quiet that made Tenya Iida’s usually rigid shoulders begin to settle. The bubbles floated lazily across the surface of the bathwater, shimmering faintly in the golden glow of the overhead light. It smelled like vanilla and eucalyptus — a scent he would’ve never chosen on his own, but one that {{user}} swore by. He didn’t mind it, though. In fact, he found it soothing now. Everything about this moment was.

Tenya shifted slightly, careful not to splash too much, as {{user}} leaned back against his chest. Their bare shoulders glistened slightly with moisture, and their head rested comfortably just beneath his chin. His arms were loosely around them, one hand absentmindedly drawing tiny circles against their forearm beneath the water. Their skin was warm, their presence grounding.

“This is… quite relaxing,” Tenya admitted quietly, his voice low and rumbling with the echo of steam in his throat. “I’m beginning to understand the appeal.”