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Set after Je Souhaite as you'll be able to glean from the beginning.
Spoilers: Je Souhaite
Prompt from Tumblr: Imagine your OTP taking a bubble bath.
Dana Scully was exhausted. After a week of chasing invisible dead bodies & genies she was ready to hibernate for, oh however long it took for Mulder to realise she was missing. He deserved to spend a weekend alone anyway, after leaving all the paperwork to her. Damn him for being so bad at it. Damn Skinner for making her check over all of his reports before they were handed to him.
She unlocked her front door rubbing her eyes wearily & tossed her suitcase on the sofa, she'd deal with that later. After kicking her shoes off by the door, she trudged into her bedroom & peeled her jacket off. The figure in the bathroom doorway startled her & she reached for the gun at her waist before they held up their hands placatingly.
"Damn it, Mulder!" The man in question looked like he was a child who had just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "What are you even doing here?"
"Sorry, I just knew if I didn't make it up to you tonight you wouldn't talk to me all weekend." He explains before stepping aside to show a steaming bath filled almost to the top with bubbly water. Scully sighs & steps over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Thank you." She mumbles into his chest. Mulder puts his arms around her and kisses her forehead.
"You get in & I'll order takeout." He murmurs. She shakes her head & starts tugging at his shirt. He quickly gets the message & pulls it off completely & soon they're both fully immersed, reclining in the steaming water. Scully leaning into Mulders broad muscular chest.
"If this is all it takes to get you naked I should do this more often." Mulder jests.
"You most definitely should." Scully murmurs, her words slurring a little. "Tired?"
"Mmhm, don't move," she scolds when he shifts slightly.
"Not even for this?" He asks as he lifts the wash cloth up & massages her shoulders with it. She moans in approval.
"Lower." She instructs & he does so. "Perfect." She sighs, settling against him fully. He continued massaging her shoulders until he could no longer hear her happy sighs.
"Scully?" No reply. He strokes her face gently & she mumbles unintelligibly. "Scully, bear with me a minute." He says as he slips out from behind her & out of the bath. At the movement she wakes up enough to watch him pick up his boxers.
"Nu-uh." She murmurs, shaking her head. "There's clean boxers in my drawer."
"Mine or yours, Scully?" He leers before going into the bedroom & finding said boxers. When he re-enters the bathroom he finds Scully pulling the plug & wrapping a towel around herself.
"I'm just about ready for bed, how about you?" She says, wrapping her arms around his waist, much like she had earlier.
"I'm ready for anything, as long as you're with me." He replies into her slightly damp, curling hair. She kisses the centre of his chest & looks up at him, smiling.
"My hero."
End
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