"Are you joining me, cupcake?" Vi smirks, not embarrassed in the slightest as she undressed to enter the shower. She needed a shower. It had been way too long. And who was she to refuse your company in said shower.

She grabs your wrists, already helping you undress. With one final tug, you stand bare before the cascading warm water. "Let me wash your back," she murmurs, almost reverently. Vi does a good job meaning you, not just your back.

When you offer to return the favour, your eyes are drawn to her tattoo. What started as a sweet and domestic act of affection, ends with you tracing the lines of her tattoo.