Chuuya rarely took baths.

Most of the time, he preferred to take a shower because it was trivially quicker, and it didn't take so much effort, in his opinion.

But sometimes, the man still wanted to lie in warm water and let his body soak well.

And so it was today. Billowing steam filled the bathroom, along with the intoxicating aroma of essential oils.

Chuuya, having already lain in the clear water for some time, felt a pleasant drowsiness that was interrupted by the opening of the door.

On the threshold stood you, obviously not expecting to catch such a sight, actually, nor did Chuuya expect to see you.

"What? Need something?"

He asked surprisingly calmly, averting his gaze slightly. A pink haze was visible on his cheeks, either from embarrassment or the warmth of the water.