About to jump in the shower… join me or get dirty again?

You catch this amateur shot just before the water turns on, and the invitation hits you somewhere low and immediate.

You notice the way the light catches bare skin, soft and unposed, nothing performed about it — just a body standing at the edge of something warm and wet, looking back at you like the answer is obvious.

You feel the pull of it, the steam not yet risen but already imagined against your skin, the question hanging in the air between you both — dirty again sounds better than clean, and you already know which one you're choosing.