| As the Hours Pass | (mxmxm)

chapter five

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Reality had soon sunk in and the small male in the shower had, in a way, free fell into a pit of overwhelming despair.

Sure he had Wynter now, but he wasn't a fairy godfather... just a guardian. It wasn't like he could magically wave his hands and all his problems were solved. After basically growing up thinking he didn't have one, he didn't know much about what they were and what they did.

Finn had moved to scratch at the bathroom door, for he loved to be in there with his owner. Though today, Avry's routine was all out of whack so he had forgotten to leave the bathroom door cracked so his pooch could squeeze through.

The tall, shaggy haired guardian had noticed the vibrations from the animal's desperate action to get in. Softly frowning and clicked his tongue.

"Come here pretty boy," he hummed.

The creamy colored border collie looked behind him, starting to pant and trotted over to the taller male.

Wynter softly petted the animal, giving Finn a good many ear scratches.

Down the hall in the shower, Avry finally pulled himself together to start washing himself. Gathering up the damp wash cloth and fumbling his free hand of fingers along the labeled product. Pouring out the delicious, berry scented body wash.

Running it along his body, the smell of the aroma had began to seduce his nostrils. The male rarely had much things that gave him that moment where life wasn't shit.

Some enjoyed chocolate cake, others like to garden. Avry, suddenly the things he enjoyed hadn't come to mind and in that moment he felt broken. Beyond repair that is.

Perhaps he was just feeling sorry for himself, in that self sabotaging frame of mind. To step one inch to the edge and suddenly one was full on hating themself and their entire existence.

Knowing the guardian might end up getting worried soon, Avry decided to hurry up in there. Though that wouldn't make anything any less awkward no matter how much time he took.

Did guardians have lustful thoughts? Would Wynter's head even shift to that idea of him?...

He was overthinking now, getting overwhelmed with all the 'what if' questions.

So he stepped back into the warming stream of water and rinsed off his bare naked body. Tilting his head back to the feeling, a soft and small distant sight of satisfaction was there. He softly cracked a smile.

He wasn't broken, just confused and felt out of place. That was all.

The reach for the shampoo and the area was filled with ocean coconut and sea breeze, taking him somewhere that wasn't exactly the beach. Though it was nice, it wasn't what the manufacturers intended.

He had dropped some on accident and just shrugged, being too tired to care. He started doing his hair routine that followed the conditioner. Softly massaging his head as he let his mind dwindle into thoughtlessness. On his way to rinse out his hair, he mistepped and slipped on the shampoo he had dropped not even five minutes ago.