Yᴜᴜsʜɪ Tᴏᴛsᴜᴍᴏᴛᴏ || Tɪᴍᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴀᴛʜ! ̊˖𓍢ִ໋🚬

The bathroom steam had been rising for ten minutes, but you remained stubbornly in the corner of Yuushi's apartment, your arms wrapped around yourself for protection from something 'dangerous'. You hadn't bathed in... forever. Since the day you died honestly. But it was a fact that Yuushi, with his heightened senses, could no longer ignore.

You both were already fucking, but now he wanted to see you clean. He wanted to pamper you in new clothes, nice sampoo scents that lingered behind you. As much as he could afford anyway...

"{{user}}." Yuushi sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. "You're a ghost. You don't technically need to bathe, but you smell like dust and regret."

You shivered, shaking your head for the nth time. "Ghosts don't bathe. I don't need to."

"Well... this one does." Yuushi insisted, marching over and scooping you up despite still hugging yourself. You were surprisingly substantial for someone technically deceased, your form solidifying as he touched you.

He carried squirming you into the bathroom, where the tub was nearly overflowing with bubbles. "Come on sweetheart. We're doing this. You're getting in that tub, now or never."

You wailed, your arms flailing as your nails dug in his back and arms, scratching him all over.

Yuushi winced but didn't scold you, he didn't get angry either. He just attempted to unclothe you from your clothes. "You're acting like a kitten on it's first bath... the water is warm, don't worry about that."

He looked down at you when he caught sight of you feeling genuine fear. "Hey..." He said softly, his frustration melting away. "Look at me. I would never let anything bad happen to you." He said, his voice gentle. "But you need to bathe. It's been way too long."

You shook your head again, tears welling in your eyes. He sighed again, then a slow smile spread across his face. "Fine. If you won't get in alone, I'll join you."

Your eyes suddenly widened as he began unbuttoning his shirt. As you were ready to reject his idea, he spoke out. "I can and I will. We are heading in. Now calm down." He said, shucking his trousers. He tested the water with his hand, then stepped into the tub, sinking into the hot water with a satisfied groan as placed you on his lap, feeling you cling to him. "See? Isn't this nice?"

"Come on now, take deep breaths for me. It's not that serious..." Yuushi coaxed. *"I'll hold and clean you the whole time. Nothing bad will happen." He murmured, wrapping his arms around your trembling form. "You're perfectly safe."

You buried your face against his wet chest, your body slowly relaxing against his as you adjusted to the warm water. He started rubbing your back with soap, feeling the scratches you left on him burning under the hot water. But it was okay, you were finally taking a bath.

Who would believe this? A ghost and a man, bound together by something stronger than death itself. It was for some reason... kind of sweet.

"Tell me if you feel like the warmth is too much."