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Life was good for Cashier Girl. She had been thinking. Not about God, the past, or her living situation. She was thinking about her boyfriend! He was cute, funny, and genuinely cared about her, but he had one glaring flaw she couldn't ignore anymore! He didn't bathe or even take a quick rinse in the shower before bed every night. He smelled absolutely rancid. And she needed him to get his ass into the bath immediately.
“Hey babe, wanna spend some time together? I thought it would be really fun to take a nice, warm bath!” She smiles, trying to seem as friendly as possible.
“A bath? Are you suggesting this just to see me naked?! Why would you ask that?” he yells, extremely flustered by this idea, even though it wouldn't be the first (or last) time they have seen each other in a sexual context.
“Nope! I just noticed it's been a little while since you've taken care of yourself! And, I wanna help you in any way I can. But if you want maybe-” her tone changes at the end, making Coat Guy sink into the cushion of the couch. Why was his girlfriend so fucking cool? And why was she with a loser like him?
“I…ok? If it'll make you happy we can do it. Oh shit! Like we can have a bath together! Not uh…Have sex…but we can also have sex if you want but we don't have to or anything!” He rambles, picking at the skin on his nailbeds which definitely needed medical attention, but whatever. Cashier Girl would wrap them up later. Gosh, he probably looked so pathetic right now…
“Don't overthink it! I know you're not really used to being close like this but I thought it could be nice! I get feeling weird about being naked in front of people.” She says, trying to get him to calm down.
She disappears into the bathroom, presumably to set up the bath. He can't help but shiver. He hated to say it, but it always made him uncomfortable whenever she would leave him. He wasn't exactly clingy, he just felt more comfortable around her. He gets up from the couch, kicking his slippers off to the side.
“Get in! I found some really nice oils deep in the trash. I think they still work!“ she says, sitting in the bath. The oils have definitely gone bad, she was just hoping they would work because of the faint scent of lavender it had.
“That sounds nice, I like lavender,” he whispers, starting to take off his clothes. Coat Guy has always been insecure about his body. He felt like he was ‘lacking’ in certain departments compared to other guys his age. To put it simply, he lost his virginity at 26. And to be honest, he didn't even masturbate much before that! Cashier Girl probably thought he was a small dicked incel who would never get to feel the heat of a woman.
“Are you ok? You're shaking.” Cashier girl asks, putting her arms on the edge of the bathtub.
“Sorry…It makes me nervous when people watch me change,” he says, looking off to the side.
“Oh! I can stop staring if you want. I don't wanna make you uncomfortable.” She says, trying to avert her eyes.
“No! You can keep looking. I don't really mind if it's you…” He tries to sound seductive, but only ends up sounding stupid. What if she broke up with him cause he can't flirt? What if they never have sex again because he's bad at dirty talk? Oh, he's absolutely fucked!
She looks at him with an incredulous look. Did he really just say that? She couldn't believe how cute he was. It was obvious she was trying to match her energy, but couldn't seem to get it out naturally.
“Whatever! Just make some space for me in the bath.” Coat Guys scoffs, clearly embarrassed.
“Come on, sit on my lap! That way I can wash your hair for you!” she smiles, patting her thighs.
“ok…But don't do anything freaky,” he whispers, getting in the bathtub.
Coat Guy was going to marry this girl. She made the water as hot as humanly possible. One reason he hated taking baths was because of how uncomfortably cold they were. He felt like he was boiling, and it was perfect!
“Is the water ok?” she asks, rubbing his shoulders. God, he probably looked like a fucking pussy right now… Wasn’t he supposed to be the one taking care of his girlfriend?
“Yeah… It is nice. I like this.” He smiles, turning his neck to make eye contact with her. He really was lucky.
“Good, I'm glad! You deserve to be happy babe.” She says, pouring some shampoo on his hair. She was excited to see his hair after it was dry, after all she had only seen it greasy.
“Thank you for doing all this for me. You really didn't have to do all this.” He thanks, letting her hands run across the back of his neck.
They sat in a comfortable silence. Cashier Girl’s hands felt good on his skin; they were calloused, yet still gentle when handling him. He couldn't help but let his mind wander…
“Are you hard right now?” Cashier Girl says, trying to hide her laughter behind her hand. She was failing miserably. Coat Guy blushed; The actual love of his life had noticed he had gotten a boner from sitting in her lap. He was so fucked. She probably thought he was a pervert or something! How would he ever manage to live this down?!
“I’m sorry! I really didn't mean to. It just felt really good and-” He stops before he can embarrass himself any further.
“Stop, it's ok babe. I'm not judging you for getting turned on. Maybe your scalp is just really sensitive? That's normal!” She assures him, but he's still extremely flustered. He's so embarrassed that his boner is practically non-existent now. He wanted to just hide under a pile of blankets on the couch until he managed to evaporate, or something that would kill him with zero pain.
“Can we get out? I don't wanna do this anymore.” Coat guy frowns slightly. The look of sadness in his girlfriend's eyes made him wince, but he could try to talk to her later. He was embarrassed and cold right now, thank you very much.
After they dry up, they sit on the couch next to each other. This time, it's an uncomfortable silence. And even though Coat Guy liked being alone, he didn't like silence.
“Hey, Coat Guy? I’m really sorry. I don't want you to be sad. I shouldn't have said anything, today was supposed to be about you and I messed it up!” she apologizes, cuddling up against him and looking straight into his eyes.
There was absolutely no way he could stay mad at her!
“It's ok babe, I was just being dramatic.” He smiles, running his finger through her short hair. Has she cut it recently? It looks different.
“Don't say that! You weren't being dramatic. Expressing how you feel isn't dramatic dude!” she shouts, climbing fully on his lap.
“Sorry, let's just forget about it ok? I'm not mad, you're not mad, we can just forget about it.” He says, instinctively putting his hands on her waist.
“Ok, I love you, babe.” She smiles, kissing his cheek.
“I love you too honey.” He says, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Fuck, he was hard again.