Krem smiled against Gannicus's mouth, full of warmth and tenderness, contentment. Something resolved in Krem's chest, rather dangerously. There were words, thick on his tongue and the back of his throat, and he tucked them away in his ribcage. They could live there forever, if they wanted, incapable of harming anything.

The water temperature shifted, abruptly, from warm to frigid, and Krem yelped as it hit his skin. He laughed. "Alright. Alright, I think the shower is over."