[ She echoes his laugh, nipping playfully at his shoulder blade as she helps rinse him off. When he opens the door to the small chamber, it lets in a gust of cool air that makes her draw instinctively closer to him, the steam seeping out of the shower stall.
Smiling when he starts to dry her off, she watches him quietly a moment, fingers toying idly through his hair before she tiptoes up to peck at his lips. She takes the towel once he's done, drying him off in turn and mussing up his hair so it sticks out at odd angles. ]
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Smiling when he starts to dry her off, she watches him quietly a moment, fingers toying idly through his hair before she tiptoes up to peck at his lips. She takes the towel once he's done, drying him off in turn and mussing up his hair so it sticks out at odd angles. ]
C'mon, Grumpy. Let's get you into bed.