biancadiangelo:

favourite andreil moments: the shower scene

A hand in his hair jarred him from his thoughts and he cracked his eyes open to see Andrew standing in front of him. Andrew hadn’t bothered to get undressed aside from stripping his bands and shoes off. Water plastered his black shirt to him, and small streams raced down his temples and over his cheeks to drip off his chin. Neil reached for his face, remembered the bags just in time, and frowned a bit in annoyance. Andrew pushed his hand aside and yanked the shower curtain closed.

Andrew got Neil’s hair washed efficiently, if not gently, but by the time he moved on to Neil’s body there was more kissing than cleaning. Andrew made the mistake of turning his face away at one point, so Neil chased water down the side of Andrew’s neck. Andrew’s fingers clenched convulsively on Neil’s sides as a shudder wracked Andrew’s frame.