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The Columbia house only has one bathroom but Aaron will not apologize for hogging it. If Andrew, Neil, or Nicky need to piss they can hold it or go out back.
The bathtub isn't really big enough for two, or at least it's not big enough to comfortably accommodate Kevin's tall frame plus Aaron. They've tried that before but it was too cramped and required some creative positioning. Now they take turns and it's nice, an easy way to unwind and enjoy each other's company before returning to their relentless schedules of Exy and school.
Kevin has been soaking for half an hour, muscles slack from the heat and Epson salts, eyes closed. Aaron sits in a chair he brought in, his heels propped on the edge of the tub while he reviews his notes. His phone is playing some soft instrumental music, there's a candle burning, and the two of them are working through a bottle of sweet, chilled wine.
Aaron finishes his review and sits up, stretching his arms over his head and groaning with relief as his spine cracks with loud pops. Kevin opens his eyes and smiles sleepily.
"Want to switch?" he asks. He sounds mellow and content, the stress he carries during the week finally gone.
"If you're done," Aaron agrees. "Want me to wash your hair?"
Kevin nods enthusiastically.
This is another weekend ritual reserved for the Columbia house. Back on campus they only have showers, the small cubicles not conducive for sharing. Their attempts at showering together - and especially trying to wash each other's hair - had ended up with shampoo getting in eyes, cold backs, and near disasters with slippery tiles.
Aaron moves to sit on the edge of the tub and grabs the bottle of shampoo. Kevin sinks into the water, tipping his head back and soaking his jet black hair. Aaron reaches into the warm, soapy water and runs his fingers through Kevin's hair.
The silky, smooth texture of wet hair flowing around his fingers sends a shiver up Aaron's spine. He takes a minute to play, slipping Kevin's hair through his fingers, touching his scalp, tracing the curves of his ears down to his neck.
Kevin makes a soft sound and Aaron increases the pressure of his touch, giving Kevin a light scalp and neck massage. Kevin's face relaxes even more as he melts into Aaron's touch. Aaron feels a surge of intense satisfaction that he's the only one who gets to see Kevin Day like this, pliant and soft.
By the time he actually opens the shampoo - a fancy brand that Kevin loves - Kevin has gone to some happy place where he's only capable of contented hums and sighs. Aaron squeezes out some shampoo, works it into a lather, and inhales the clean, subtle scent of the essential oils.
Taking his time, Aaron works the shampoo into Kevin's hair, gently scratching his blunt nails along Kevin's scalp. Kevin tips his chin up, like he's trying to get even more touch. Aaron smiles and ducks his head, pressing a kiss to Kevin's Adam's apple, then his cheek over the tattoo. Kevin murmurs something Aaron can't interpret, his lips curving into a blissful smile.
Fresh suds spill across the surface of the water as Aaron painstakingly rinses Kevin's hair. His hair is getting a bit long and Aaron lightly tugs at the strands, his signal that Kevin is good to go.
Kevin turns his face towards Aaron, his dark eyes heavy lidded, and gives him a look. It could mean anything but Aaron knows it's Kevin's nonverbal request for a kiss.
Aaron's happy to oblige.