Now usually, it would be Bomin who initiated things or suggested cuddle sessions and he didn’t mind, he loved spoiling Félix whenever he could. So the least thing the art student would expect when he got home was for the other to wait for him, wearing a big grin on his features. Bomin had a long day. His professor scolded him, inspiration didn’t strike and he left his studio without actually achieving his goal for the day, leaving him completely drained. They must have had some kind of telepathic connection Félix simply knew the other too well by now that he managed to prepare all this. “Félix, what…” His bag carelessly thrown to the side, Bomin let his lover take him by the hand and bring him into the bathroom, illuminated by simple yet beautiful candle lights. Their shadows danced on the walls, intertwined like their souls were. Mind the sappiness, it perfectly displayed what the artist experienced in his heart and no words were spilled until Félix tugged at Bomin’s clothes with a shy expression. Only then the male noticed the water inside the bathtub, foam decorating the surface. In no time, both were inside the tub, hot water surrounding their bodies yet just this once, the chocolatier wanted to be the one holding the other. He kept on surprising Bomin so the art student submitted to his boyfriend with big interest, eyes growing with love and anticipation. Soon, he felt the soft material of a sponge on his back and a content moan slipped past his parted lips. “That ... feels so nice,” Bomin exclaimed with a sigh and leaned against Félix. “You can continue soon but first let us enjoy this moment. Thank you for this, you know? You always seem to sense what I need, that’s more I could ever ask for. I love you for that -- and more.”