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Reality had soon sunk in and the small male in the shower had, in a way, free fell into a pit of overwhelming despair.

Sure he had Wynter now, but he wasn't a fairy godfather... just a guardian. It wasn't like he could magically wave his hands and all his problems were solved. After basically growing up thinking he didn't have one, he didn't know much about what they were and what they did.

Finn had moved to scratch at the bathroom door, for he loved to be in there with his owner. Though today, Avry's routine was all out of whack so he had forgotten to leave the bathroom door cracked so his pooch could squeeze through.

The tall, shaggy haired guardian had noticed the vibrations from the animal's desperate action to get in. Softly frowning and clicked his tongue.

"Come here pretty boy," he hummed.

The creamy colored border collie looked behind him, starting to pant and trotted over to the taller male.

Wynter softly petted the animal, giving Finn a good many ear scratches.

Down the hall in the shower, Avry finally pulled himself together to start washing himself. Gathering up the damp wash cloth and fumbling his free hand of fingers along the labeled product. Pouring out the delicious, berry scented body wash.

Running it along his body, the smell of the aroma had began to seduce his nostrils. The male rarely had much things that gave him that moment where life wasn't shit.

Some enjoyed chocolate cake, others like to garden. Avry, suddenly the things he enjoyed hadn't come to mind and in that moment he felt broken. Beyond repair that is.

Perhaps he was just feeling sorry for himself, in that self sabotaging frame of mind. To step one inch to the edge and suddenly one was full on hating themself and their entire existence.

Knowing the guardian might end up getting worried soon, Avry decided to hurry up in there. Though that wouldn't make anything any less awkward no matter how much time he took.

Did guardians have lustful thoughts? Would Wynter's head even shift to that idea of him?...

He was overthinking now, getting overwhelmed with all the 'what if' questions.

So he stepped back into the warming stream of water and rinsed off his bare naked body. Tilting his head back to the feeling, a soft and small distant sight of satisfaction was there. He softly cracked a smile.

He wasn't broken, just confused and felt out of place. That was all.

The reach for the shampoo and the area was filled with ocean coconut and sea breeze, taking him somewhere that wasn't exactly the beach. Though it was nice, it wasn't what the manufacturers intended.

He had dropped some on accident and just shrugged, being too tired to care. He started doing his hair routine that followed the conditioner. Softly massaging his head as he let his mind dwindle into thoughtlessness. On his way to rinse out his hair, he mistepped and slipped on the shampoo he had dropped not even five minutes ago.

It all happened so fast, he wasn't able to catch himself. Thus falling and busting his naked ass.

He let a soft whine go.

Wynter had shifted when he felt the thud from where he stood, immediately heading to the bathroom. Barging in without another thought in his head, his eyes moving to the silhouette of Avry laying in the tub.

Again, without another thought he moved closer and pulled back the curtain. Now, all of a sudden the only thought in his head was if Avry was alright.

Avry squeaked, moving to cover himself. Though Wynter had already leaned in and scooped him up. His pale, bare chest now getting completely soaked.

Shying up and tensing more than a sinner in church, Avry couldn't help but cling onto his guardian.

Wynter moved back with the male in his arms, worriedly looking down at him.

"Are you alright? I felt the thud... is your head feeling okay?"

Avry bit down on the inside of his cheek, a deep crimson blush arriving on his cheeks as he attempted to avoid the taller male's eyes.

When Wynter didn't get a response, he moved to rub the male's head. Sighing out in relief when there was no wound or knot.

"Mm - W - Wynter?" Avry muttered, making it to where the guardian could see what he was saying.

Wynter looked down at the male's mouth, "Yes?"

"Uh... mm... I'm still n - naked..."

"Hm?" The shaggy haired male started, only to come to the realization he was holding the male completely in the nude.

He smiled brightly, so much his eyes did that radiant and adorable squint. He lightly laughed, the nervousness lacing in his voice.

"Right - right..." he hummed, setting the male down on the mat. He closed his eyes and backed away.

"Tap me when you are clear," Wynter lightly chuckled again.

"Or if you - need help."

Avry blushed deeply and hit his forehead hard, hating on himself for even slipping in the first place.

"Fucking idiot..." he lightly whined, moving to get dressed. Only to wince as his whole backside still hurt. He dried off and got dressed, only to move and look in the mirror. Seeing a bruise already starting to form along his right side.

He frowned lightly, only to look up and over at his guardian. Suddenly getting caught in his striking features.

Sure Avry acknowledged how perfect he looked before, though seeing him up close and having the chance to look longer certainly made a hell of a difference.

Wynter's pale, marbled skin. Like it was hand crafted by one of those sculptors of those radiant, life like marble people sitting in the garden entryways of rich people's homes. Like each curve of his face and his cheekbones were carved carefully. His black hair was so lively and dark as night.

Shit was he beautiful. As Avry's eyes went lower, his cheeks grew redder. His toned arms, muscular chest. He was the epitome of an angel. Powerful looking and strong. So beautiful he could make a grown man fall to his knees in full on tears. That adamant v-line and crisp jawline.

Avry gulped, trying his best to keep from something rising from below.

He softly moved up before the guardian who softly shifted. Leaning his head back, the cool air from the fan above helping the air circulation in the bathroom. He let out a light, melodious hum as Avry raised a soft hand up.

Hovering over his skin, only to move up to the male's face, moving over inches away from his mouth. Only to freeze, Avry looking at his face as he blushed again.

Only for him to misstep again and trip into his guardian, who lightly gasped and catch him. His strong hands going to Avry's hips again as his eyes flew opened.

Those enchanting translucent like eyes beaming against Avry's face.

The smaller male felt like he could just melt, the feeling like he was being cradled by an angel. His large, strong but gentle hands. His concerned eyes, Avry tried his best to keep the gaze. Especially not wanting to brighten up like cranberry sauce on Thanksgiving.

Wynter's eyes registered on the smaller male, only for him to crack a light smile.

"Clumsy are you?"

Avry rolled his eyes and whined, "You - no fair! You were in the way," he huffed.

Wynter chuckled, lightly nodding.

"My apologies, is your body alright? I felt the shift in the air..." the guardian lightly frowned. Only to release the smaller male, moving his hands to his shirt and lifting up.

His frown deepened, running his hand softly over the skin. Apologizing when Avry jumped and whimpered.

"I am so... so sorry," Wynter met his eyes with the most sympathetic and caring gaze.