In the stillness of the night, all he could hear was the sound of water splashing against his skin.  He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, allowing the water to wash away the dirty stains on his body.  He enjoyed the relaxing atmosphere until he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.  Though the intruder was careful not to make a sound, he could hear the faint steps approaching closer and the sound of clothes being tossed aside.  Moments later, the shower door opened.  He let out a frustrated sigh and opened his eyes to find a boy standing inches away from him.

He let out an exasperated sigh.  "What do you think you're doing?" he asked the boy.

"Taking a shower with you," the boy replied with a smile.

He furrowed his brows at the boy's response.  "How many times have I told you not to come in when I'm in the shower?"

The boy pouted.  "Why not?" he asked innocently.  "What's wrong with us taking a shower together?  Besides, aren't we behind on rent?  We can save money this way.  Here, let me help you wash your body."

He caught the boy's hand before it could wander any further, much to the boy's disappointment.  "You have three seconds to get out," he told the boy as he released his grip on the boy's wrist.  "One."

The boy looked pleadingly with his puppy dog eyes.

He glanced away.  "Two."

The boy frowned and pouted.

"Thre-"

Before he could finish counting, the boy leaned in close enough to steal his lips for a quick kiss.  The boy smirked and rushed out the door, leaving him dumbfounded.