Stiles walked into the shower and stood two away from Jackson, turning on the hot water and letting it roll on his dirty body. “Whatever Jackson” he said under his breath.
Jackson laughed as he opened the water faucets and got under running water. The water pressure helped with the stress on his shoulders, so he closed his eyes momentarily enjoying the moment before opening the mouth, of course. “I wondered why you always expect that everyone is out of the lockers to take a shower, and I think I’ve finally discovered.”