After Winter was able to get past thinking about Blue's reputation and everything that came with it out of his head, he began to take into account that Blue was in the shower. And that Blue was showering!
Blue was naked, standing under the shower, washing up…
Blood began to rush quickly into Winter's head. He had to mentally slap himself and steel his nerves. He couldn't derail and bring out his claws. Not now. Not here.
Winter tightened both of his hands into fists and pressed them against his sides. He did everything he could do to distract himself from thinking about the things that Blue was doing in the shower until Blue walked in on him.
"What are you doing?" Blue asked slowly, setting a curious pair of eyes on Winter.
"Huh?" Winter rushed to speak without thinking, meeting Blue's inquiring gaze.