The steam curled lazily in the air as the warm water filled the wooden tub. You were already sunk into the bath, your shoulders relaxing under the soothing heat when you heard the sliding door creak open “Mind if I join?” Geto’s deep voice carried that teasing calm of his, and before you could answer, he was already stepping inside, towel draped over his shoulder. His long hair was loose, framing his face in dark, damp strands. He slid into the water beside you with a quiet sigh
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