After the Fire

March 17th, 20xx — 07:35 AM

Zone 3A-Δ – Base: Jiang Roulan's apartment

I heard the soft click of the bathroom door before I saw her.

Shen Yifei stepped out barefoot, steam curling behind her. Her towel, tossed carelessly over her shoulder, the edges clung to her damp thighs. Her cheeks were red, hair a damp golden colour sticking to her body in a lazy curl.

She paused when she saw me.

I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, still bare-chested, Qi slowly settling after the hell I'd just endured.

Her eyes widened.

"Y-You're still here?" she asked, voice hoarse with sleep and something else.

"Where else would I be?" I replied quietly.

She glanced away, fingers tightening around the towel. Her shoulders shifted.

"Pervert…" she muttered.

I didn't answer that. There wasn't a good one.