Oneshots

1

Bath time after a fight
M/F

"I thought you were going to leave.." I whimper pathetically into his shoulder hugging him tightly.

"Why would I want to do that." He growls lowly. I think about our fight and find many reasons that he would want to leave me. "Come on. Let's get inside."

I follow behind him. His hand tightly encasing mine. I hate it when we fight, especially when we're angry at a situation but we take it out on each other. I follow him into his room and we sit on the bed.

"I'm sorry if you thought I was angry at you.. I was just angry with what was happeni-" he puts his hand up to silence me. I lower my head in submission and stop talking.

"I know. It's fine."

"No it's not, it's not fine-"

"Grace.." He growls as a warning and I remember I'm supposed to be quiet. "If I say that it's fine, then it's fine. Okay?"

I nod silently and he opens his arms. I waddle into them and hide my face in his neck. All my tears are now dry and my eyes are puffy. I bite my lip anxiously hoping we can put this all behind us. He pulls back from the hug and gently puts his hand to my cheek. I lean into it appreciatively.

"How about a bath?" He says softly and I smile. Nodding slightly.

"Only if you come in with me." He seems to contemplate it for a moment before smiling again.

"Deal." He stands off the bed and gently guides me into the bathroom. He chooses the temperature and I take off my shirt. My shorts and panties come off together and I fold everything neatly. I look up and meet his gaze before looking down shyly.

"Hop in baby." He helps me in and I sit in the tub as it starts to fill up. I curl my body up and hug my knees as I watch him swirl around the water. His eyes focused on the ripples as he checks the temperature with his hand.

I love watching him when he's focused. He seems so at peace despite our angry toned fight before. He looks down to me and catches me staring. He smiles softly, looking down to my body then back up to my face before standing and lifting his shirt. I can't help as my eyes track down his body. I've always loved his comfy body. He's by no means fat but his muscles are soft and gentle to lay on. He drops his shorts and boxers, making my cheeks blush like always. I doubt there will ever be a day where I see him naked and don't blush like a tomato.

He climbs into the bath with me. Taking the same position in the opposite side of the bathtub. Despite the fact we're both naked, I feel surprisingly at ease. I decide to cross my legs to see if thats more comfortable but my knees bump the edge of the bath.

"Is the temperature alright?" He asks me nervously. I nod in return.

"Perfect, I just can't get comfortable." I twist my legs to one side but my feet get bent awkwardly. I'm trying not to invade his personal space.

"Well, come here." He says happily, a small smile plastered on his face, as he gestures to his chest. I shake my head.

"No, then your back will dig into the tap." I point out that he's laying on the wrong side.

"I'm comfortable." He smiles. "Really."

"It won't be once I'm laying on you." I point out but he gently holds my hand and pulls me onto his chest.

"If I get uncomfortable I'll tell you." He promises. I lay my ear against his chest and hug his torso. My top half is comfy, his legs open on either side of me as I rest my body on his chest. But my legs are bent up in an odd way. My feet and most of my body now completely out of the water other than my hips and thighs. I wriggle a little bit and he looks down to me, concerned.

"Are you okay?" He asks lightly and pushes my hair out of my eyes. I shake my head slightly.

"Not really. You're comfy but I feel like I'm crushing you.." I point at my stomach and he smiles a little.

"Then move baby." He helps me sit up and I decide what I'm going to do. I turn my back on him and lay my back against his chest and he wraps his arms loosely around me. I turn my legs loosely to the side and immediately know this is the position I want to stay in. I turn my head up to him.

"Comfy?" I ask hopefully.

"Yeah." He returns quietly.

He traces the skin just below my ribs with his fingers and I close my eyes to appreciate the feeling. My body feels weightless and I relax my body completely. I feel him do the same and smile. The water settles over my stomach and legs, the water pooling between and around my breasts without quite reaching my shoulders. His thumb gently rubs my skin. Rocking me to sleep. I feel safe and at peace in the bath with him, very different from my initial worry about it being awkward. Theres something innocent about us in the bath together. Our breathing in sync as we hold each other.

I realise I'm slowly falling asleep but I don't feel like keeping myself awake. I want to sleep in his arms, and feel weightless at his touch. I keep my eyes closed and he gently moves my hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. I faintly hear him whisper that we should get out before we fall asleep but there is no use as I slip uncontrollably into the most comfortable sleep I've ever been in.

I had no dreams while I slept. Just the blissful feeling of being safe and protected. I knew he would look after me and I acknowledged this was probably a one time thing. He doesn't usually like physical affection, especially for prolonged periods. The fact he was laying here with me so comfortably made me happy. It reminded me that just as much as I have been enjoying our bath time, he must be enjoying it too.

Suddenly my head is beneath the water. I feel a hand on the back of my head and quickly sit up. Panicked. I hear him laughing and he gently holds my face.

"Holy shit baby are you okay?" My previous thought of him trying to drown me disappear and I burst into a fit of laughter.

"What was that for!" I laugh, our serene moment a thing of the past as I wipe the water from my eyes.

His eyes are glowing with happiness and humour as he laughs and it makes me want to dunk him. He points to the spot my face just was and laughs louder. I look at him incredulously.

"I fell asleep and I," he pauses to laugh "I went to wake you up but you weren't waking up."

"So you resort to drowning me?!" I laugh and wipe some water off my face.

"No! No! I was trying to keep you out of it!" He smiles honestly then tries to continue through his laughing fit. "I had your head on my chest so I held it up slightly as I sat up but then your head just twisted and fell off my hand!"

I roll my eyes. Grateful that my initial fear was incorrect and he wasn't in fact trying to murder me. I guess I headbutted his hand on the way back up.

"I felt your hand on the back of my head, I thought you were going to drown me!" I push his chest gently and he laughs, pushing my hair off my face.

"I wouldn't ever try to do that." He says honestly and I laugh.

"Well now I'm not so sure!" I smile and finally start to calm down. He wraps his arms around me softly and holds me gently to his chest.

"I really am sorry. I was tring to keep you out of the water." He says quietly against my hair and I smile.

"I know babe. It's okay." I nuzzle him gently and we both decide it's time to get out of the bath. The water is now room temperature and he gets out, wrapping his towel around him before picking up mine and holding it open for me to walk into.

I take a deep breath. Acknowledging how relaxed my body is despite my rude awakening. Right when I thought I couldn't love him anymore than I already do, we go and have a beautiful night like this.