Victor leaned and peered after the cat, with an eyebrow raised. “Love? Did your cat just come to take a shower with you?”
Summer paused in the act of pulling open the shower curtain partway, looking over her shoulder at Victor. As if in answer to his question, Helios jumped into the bathtub, bending his head to lick at the escaping puddles of water. Shower spray misted his fur, and his tail waved back and forth above the edge. “He’s got his own towel.”
Victor watched as Helios jumped into the tub in disbelief. “I-I never thought I’d see the day when a cat would willingly go near water.” He chuckled, and smiled while he shook his head. “Enjoy your shower love, I’ll be out here waiting.”
“It’s all the fluff,” she said, delicately stepping around the happily-lapping kitty and into the water. “Close the bedroom door so he doesn’t drip all over the house.”
She didn’t need to spend long in the shower, and shut the water off about ten minutes later. Helios had already gotten out, and sat on the counter attending to his toes and tail, shimmering with water droplets. “Victor, darling? Can you come help me?”
At her request he quickly got up and closed the door then sat back down on her bed and waited. He heard the water turn off and her calling for him so he got up and peered inside of the bathroom. “Yes Summer?” He asked as just his gold coloured eyes and a tuft of his jet black hair were visible to Summer.
She held out Helios, upsidedown and licking a paw, wrapped in a towel, to him. “Can you finish drying this furry stinker?” The other towel still hung, innocently dry, by the bathtub. Water dripped down her shoulders.