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Your P.O.V


Bending down I reach into one of the bathroom cabinets pulling out two towels, both having pink stains on them from the times Smiley didn't fully wash all the blood off of him after work, as you can say. Setting the towels on the counter I gently tap on the glass of the shower door. 

"Smiley?" I ask sweetly to him.

"Yes dear?" I hear him hum back to me.

"May I join you please?" I ask kindly.

"Sure love," I hear him say before I strip out of my clothes and step in with him. I shiver as the warm water hits me before my body gets use to the warmth. I look up at Smiley and smile up at him as we both start washing our bodies off, giggling and helping each other ever so often. Once the water starts getting cool we step out, turning off the shower and drying off. Wrapping the towels around us we brush our teeth, put on deodorant, brush our hair.


Dr.Smiley's P.O.V


Finishing with our morning preparations we walk into the bed room, dressing ourselves and tossing the towels into the dirty hamper. I brush my hair one last time, straightening my tie out and giving (y/n) a sweet gently kiss on the lips. 


(A/N Yep, told you this was bad, but at least I tried back then, right?)


((UPDATED A/N: what do you think of this? I fixed up the chapters so they sound more interesting than before.))

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