Barely, [ she scoffs. jyn likes her water to be near scalding, it's not her fault cassian prefers his at a completely normal and reasonable temperature.
stretching back, she grabs one of the washcloths from the ledge, dunking it in the (perfectly warm) water. there is something incredibly intimate in sliding the washcloth across his shoulder and down his arm. ]
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stretching back, she grabs one of the washcloths from the ledge, dunking it in the (perfectly warm) water. there is something incredibly intimate in sliding the washcloth across his shoulder and down his arm. ]
You're just a snow creature.