Finding Him

The door to the bathroom swung open, releasing a cloud of warm steam into the dimly lit bedroom. Aiden stepped out, his perfectly tanned skin wet with tiny glistening water droplets that cascaded down his well chiselled frame and were absorbed by the white towel wrapped around his waist. Glancing at the figure lying on the bed, he noticed that Kai had already fallen asleep without the covers pulled up. It wasn't as cold as it was during the winter, so there was no harm in letting him sleep like that for the meantime.

Deciding to let it be, Aiden used the small towel in his hand to dry his damp black hair as he made his way to the wardrobe to retrieve a fresh set of clothes for the night. It was no surprise that he had spare clothes there, considering the inevitable moments when Kai would be cute and desperate and cling to him to sleep together with him for the night.