Trustworthy help

39. Shower

When on bed I pass out immediately.

I wake up by sunlight hitting my face. Corpse is shirtless next to me as he has his back to me while going through his phone. 'Hmrg.' I roll over 'bright.' Corpse chuckles as I hear him shift around. 'Well hello, enjoying the aftermath of yesterday's decisions?' I reach out, trying to find him with my hand before playfully slapping him. He chuckles more and moves me onto my side, making me take my face out of the pillow. 'You're an interesting one when drunk.' He says. I curl up into a ball, not remember and not wanting to know. My head hurts. He moves around me so I'm curled up against him. 'I think it's about time I get up though. It's one pm.' He says. 'Nooo' I whine. He's warm and it's comfortable to be close to him 'Yes I am. I'll make you some food. Go ahead and shower.'

We both get up, but I grab his hand before he walks out completely. 'Join me.' I say as I rub my eyes. He looks at me in surprise. 'Please?' I ask. 'It's not possible for you to still be drunk, right?' He asks. 'What? No.' I say. He looks me over. 'Like, join as in.... shower..... together?' He asks a little confused. I nod, stepping closer and leaning against him. 'Please. I want more time with you.' I say. 'You have all day.' He says. I look up, lacing him hand on his bare chest. 'I'm not trying anything on you. I honestly just want to stay close to you for a little longer.' I say. 'I... I know that.' He says. 'But?' I ask, having noticed his hesitation. 'I Uhm.... I'm more worried about.... about me.' I look up confused. 'Just get over it and come with me. Please, this once.' I say. He lets out a sigh 'alright.'

We both get clean clothes and underwear and head to the bathroom. We both lay our things down before he turns to me as if asking what to do next. I don't pay attention as I'm sleepy and having a headache. I take off my clothes and step into the big shower, being warm under already heated water. I hug myself as let the water fall onto my face. The shower door opens and closes behind me 'How do you want to do this?' He asks. 'Hug.' I say with grabby hands. He carefully steps closer. 'I don't think that'll work.' He says as he turns me back around. 'I'm not feeling well.' I say as he takes my shampoo bottle and washes my hair for me. 'I'll get you an aspirin for the headache when we're done.' He says a he rubs the shampoo into my scalp. I relax at his touch. It's not just the headache though. My whole body feels weird. My throat feels dry and twitchy in some way, my stomach feels bad, and I'm physically really tired. 'Step under the water.' He says. I do as he says and wash the shampoo out of my hair. When I turn to him he stands ready with my body wash and sponge. I blush a little as he moves closer and starts to clean me. He leans down to do each my legs at the end, making me blush even more. 'Corpse.' I hold his shoulder. 'Nearly done.' He says as he lifts my leg up to wash my foot. When he's done I step under the water and wash off.

I find corpse still as good as dry when I turn to him. 'Your turn.' I say as I get his soap. He stands under the water to get wet before stepping to me. 'You're too tall.' I say, wanting to wash his hair. He bends through his knees a little so I can reach his hair. When I'm done he washes it out. I watch the soap go down his back, making me blush even more then I already was. He turns back and grabs his body wash, taking it from him. 'You got to do that too.' I say. He looks at me before blushing too. He doesn't have anything to wash himself with, so I pour some onto my hand and gently rub his back, creating bubbles. He seems to relax, so I take my time on his back and shoulders. Though when he turns around and I wash his chest he tenses a little, getting redder and redder. 'You okay?' I ask as I move down to his abdomen. He suck in a small breath, making me look up. I grin. 'You're either ticklish, or there's something else going on.' I say. He looks away and turns away slightly 'I'll finish up myself.' He says. So it's not because he's ticklish. I turn him to me, pulling his neck down so I can kiss him. He kisses me back, wrapping his arms around me.

(I don't know if I should keep going or make this a cuddly cute scene. )