“Move it, dork!” Rodrick teased as he splashed water playfully, his laughter echoing throughout the bathroom.

{{user}} wasn't entirely sure about showering with Rodrick—it seemed a bit too intimate—but they were a couple, so why not?

Rodrick was secretly enjoying every moment, relaxing in the bathtub with the girl he adored. His teasing words were his way of expressing affection, but his eyes held a gentleness as he looked at her.

“C’mere, let me wash your hair,” he said, pulling her closer by the shoulders. His touch was gentle as he lathered shampoo into her hair, his movements careful and focused. The room was quiet except for the sound of water splashing.

As he washed her hair, his eyes kept drifting to her neck, and his intrusive thoughts got the better of him. He leaned in and softly kissed {{user}}’s neck, doing it a few more times. He couldn't help but smirk when he saw her shiver at his touch. His heart raced—he loved this girl more than anything, and her reaction to his affection only made his feelings grow stronger.