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It was rare that you woke up before Alex. Your usual weekend mornings on the farm didn't really allow for that, as he was always up and out the door before the sun could peak over the neighboring hills, his presence nothing more than a faint imprint on the cold side of the bed for you to run your fingers over. He never expected you to begin the day as early as him, instead letting you take your time, until eventually the rooster's scream would prompt you to leave the bed and join him in the fields.
Against your better judgment, you had spent the night prior with Alex instead of braving the stretch back into town, drinking and dancing in the kitchen to his mother's old records. You both eventually collapsed around midnight, a giggling mass of two left feet and wandering hands, completely and willfully ignorant to the fact that you had school in the morning. Now you had to pay the price.
You left the warmth of the bed with a violent snort from Alex dismissing you, and made your way down the hall to the bathroom. If you wanted to make it back to town alive and untraumatized, a cold shower (and maybe a quick cup of tea) to wake you up properly was absolutely necessary. After brushing your teeth you began to undress. But before you could get your underwear off, the light switch you'd neglected flicked on.
Alex stood in the frame of the door, squinting one eye, a thick knuckle rubbing the sleep out of the other. His cheeks flushed a lovely shade of pink despite his barely conscious state, his hair fluffy and unruly. "Shit, sorry." He turned to walk away, mumbling more delirious apologies that barely resembled any real language.
"Wait," you called out, following after him. You grabbed his hand and tugged him back into the bathroom, stumbling on the rug and bumping into each other like a pair of swaying bowling pins. "Get in with me?"
"In what?"
"The shower," you said patiently, affectionately, bumping his cheek with your nose.
He was yawning when you leaned back to meet his eyes. Then came the wheels turning in his mind as he pretended to just now notice your mostly naked body. "But it's so early."
You pretended to scowl at him. "I'm not propositioning you. I just wanted a few more moments with you before I have to leave."
Of course that's where his mind went. For some reason, Alex had an odd aversion to nudity outside of sexual situations. He was constantly chastising you for ogling him while he changes or lifts the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead. You'd think he was a blushing gentle-lady instead of a hardened farmboy.
Although it undermined the supposed innocence of your statement, you stared at him as you lowered your underwear down to the floor and stepped out of them, kicking them away. His eyes steeled, but they pointedly did not leave yours, and the flush on his cheeks deepened.
"It's nothing you haven't seen before," you reminded him. You really didn't have time to fool around if you wanted to make it back in time for your first class, but a part of you still just wanted his company.
Your attention caught on the growing bulge in his boxers. A part of him wanted your company, too.
With a roll of your eyes, you turned around and pulled the shower curtain back, turning on and adjusting the water. Behind you, Alex removed his shirt with a shake of his head and fumbled with his boxers, hopping around a little as he lost his balance before walking over and bumping your hip slightly with his. "Well, come on," he teased, stepping in without waiting for you.
You followed him in, amused. Steam had already begun to fill the room as the hot water met the cold, crisp air. Alex turned away from the water to allow you more space to wet your own hair, and bent down to grab the bottle of his three-in-one shampoo. You groaned at the sight of it.
"Remind me to bring my own shampoo next weekend."
"What's wrong with mine?" He scoffed and popped the cap open and held it out to you. An offering.
Into your hands, he squeezed an unreasonable amount of the product out, ignoring your complaints to stop. "It's all over the floor now!" You quickly put some of it onto your head and began to rub the rest over your body, trying hard to not swish your feet around the tub too much. "You're going to kill us."
He just laughed at you and squeezed more into his own hands to roughly scrub into his hair. Globs of it melted into the suds that were quickly growing taller around your feet. You turned towards the shower head to rinse your hair, regretting inviting him to join you and choosing to just ignore him in favor of the feel of the water warming your skin. It was having the opposite effect of what you'd hoped for, almost lulling you back to sleepiness.
Strong, slippery arms snaked around your waist before you could get too comfortable, pressing you into him with a peck on your shoulder. "Are you going to let me have some of the water?" he asked. "I shared my shampoo with you."
"Remind me also to never do this with you again."
Alex pressed a couple more kisses into your skin. "I could get used to this, though," he murmured.