“I know, chere. But you have to clean up before you can sleep.” Helios jumped onto the rim of the tub, bending to lick at the water. Backsplashes beaded up and sparkled on his fur and whiskers. “Do you want a shower, or a bath? You can have a bath.” She knelt to help him get his shoes off.
“Will you come in with me?” The question was entirely innocent, of course, he just needed to be close to her, and his legs felt so heavy yet hollow, that he doubted he’d stand for long enough to rinse away the blood ingrained into his skin. As she started on his shoes, he fumbled with his hoodie, eyes haunted.
“Yeah. Yeah, I can do that.” Her voice was soft. She set his shoes to the side, and Helios immediately hopped down to check them out. After pulling her shirt off, she turned the shower water on and pinned her loose hair up out of the way.