After Eli's magical bath, he almost didn't want to get out.
The tub—no, jacuzzi—was practically the size of a small kiddie pool. And when he discovered that Elione had actual bath bombs—actual bath bombs, the kind Eli had only ever seen in unboxing videos? He lost it.
He tossed one into the water just to see it fizz, swirl, and turn the whole tub a glittery pink. It was underwhelming… but very, very pretty.
Eli stayed there for almost thirty minutes, letting the warmth soak into every bone, his muscles finally relaxing after everything. After that, he rinsed off with a proper shower—double clean. Squeaky, even.
God.
It felt great.
Sure, it was awkward at first—having to see another guy's… thing. But.
He had to get used to it. Because it was his thing now.
Wrapped in a black fluffy bathrobe that probably cost more than a week's worth of groceries back home, Eli stepped out into the suite, feeling like royalty.
