Just like me, Harry always wanted to take a shower after he hadn't been at home for a long time. After we had talked a bit about how the tour was, he'd pull me towards the bathroom and strip of my clothes before he strip of his own. We'd let the warm water stream over our bare bodies as he ran his fingers through my wet locks, leaving shampoo in my hair. Now and then, he'd press his lips on my neck as he wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his warm body so my back was against his chest.
