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Spend my time without him °♡

          Large bags rested under his adored eyes. Nights have been passing without sleep with it. Nightmares terrorized him each blink he got under the moon.

It was late in the afternoon when Ralph decided to finally take a shower when being stuck on the ship. Fear would always haunt him when he thought of taking a shower, in case he got jumped.

Finally, feeling filthy took over and he decided to take a shower. Also remembering when he would bathe in the hot water would always make him sleepy. He hoped it still worked.

After asking an officer we're the showers we're, Ralph headed down a long hall with a glitching light. Not sketchy what's so ever...

Once in the locker room, he stripped from his navy outfit, folding it neatly on a bench.

Ralph walked up to one of the many shower head's in the room. He turned the nozzle to the left for water to splash out.

The water came out ice cold but soon turned to a relaxing hotness.

Dirty with a swirl of blood ran from his fair skin down the drain. Seeing the filth that was built up wash away left a pleasant feeling in his stomach.

Ralph grabbed a small shampoo bottle that was placed in a basket connected to the wall. He turned around for a sigh to be let out by the hot water soothing his back.

He flipped the lid up with his thumb, squeezing the shampoo out on his hand.

Ralph lifted his hand to his wet hair, scrubbing the soap in. Pink tinted bubble's ran down his arms with almost a bubble gum aroma to it which made him chuckle.

After washing out the soap and cleaning his body, he add conditioner to his hair to add that once softness to it. His mother would always complement him on the softness of his golden locks, taking great pride in it.

Ralph turned off the shower, little water drops dripped from the head.

The blonde damp teen walked across he tile to a cubby with many white soft towels. He picked a towel from the back and wrapped it around his small waist.

Ralph closed his eyes with a heartwarming smile on his lips. Calmness with a hint of sleepiness settled in. Lucky for him, the shower did make him tired.

He walked by the lockers to head to the bench that he set his clothes on earlier.

The teen stopped in his tracks when he saw another person on the bench. That person was holding his clothes, almost examining it.

The individual so happen to be the person he's been trying to avoid for the past days, Jack.

The ginger looked up with a small smile, a welcoming one. Ralph didn't know how to feel about that.

"Hey! I was going to take a shower and didn't know who these were."

"Sure you didn't."

Before Jack could comment, Ralph snatched his clothes from the ginger's grip. Jack almost looked offended by Ralph's reaction.

Ralph just scowled at him when walking past. How dare Jack fiddle with his clothes and acted sweet towards him like he wasn't about to him that long ago.

Ralph turned around when he made it to the exit. Jack was staring at the ground with almost a, sad look on his face. Is Merridew even able to make a sad face?

Seconds later Jack began to unbutton his shirt, a cue for Ralph to leave. He played with a button on his shirt, remembering the look on Jack's face.

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A tad longer then the last chapter🌸