[Showering might actually be one of the best things in the world right now, as far as he's concerned. While he's anxious to get back to James, he has missed the hunter terribly, he's not about to pass up the first chance he's had in weeks to finally scrub all the grime off himself.
He stays until the water runs cold, just enjoying the sheer fact that he's able to, and when he can't stand the freezing spray any longer, he finally relents.
And promptly realizes that in his haste, he's forgotten to grab any actual clothes.
Whatever, a towel slung round his hips and one thrown over his shoulders do the trick well enough as he finally emerges and makes a beeline for the stairs, stopping only momentarily to lean over the back of the couch and place a soft kiss to James' brow.]
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He stays until the water runs cold, just enjoying the sheer fact that he's able to, and when he can't stand the freezing spray any longer, he finally relents.
And promptly realizes that in his haste, he's forgotten to grab any actual clothes.
Whatever, a towel slung round his hips and one thrown over his shoulders do the trick well enough as he finally emerges and makes a beeline for the stairs, stopping only momentarily to lean over the back of the couch and place a soft kiss to James' brow.]