A/N: I don't know why I wrote this...not my AW otp but I hope it's good. They're cute together.
The humidity in the room contrasted with the cold, windy outside weather. It felt refreshing, defiantly something Alice needed. Her head rested on the porcelain; damp blond hair spreading everywhere, the position was comforting her neck after the long painful hours spent looking down at developing photos the previous night.
The white panels reflected the intensive light coming from the lamp above, making the room even brighter. The bubbles in the bath were the same pearl white, covering her pale skin that was heated from the warm water.
Her eyes fluttered shut as she breathed steadily, relaxing herself. Everything felt as it should, but then she heard the door open and the sound of quick footsteps coming closer.
Alice opened her heavy eyes to see her beloved husband; a loving smile playing on his lips and she mimicked the expression. He kneeled besides the bath, the previous smile turned into a Cheshire like grin.
"I'm finally done with the last chapter." His voice oozed with self satisfaction, he stood up quickly.
Her face was of mock joy as she answered:
"Oh, that's great!"
The lack of extol in her response made him feel rather silly about what he had came in to gloat about, but it didn't matter anymore. He took off his sweater and shirt, socks soon to follow.
"Well then…" Alice said giddily looking him up and down. She sat up and before she could slide her legs near herself Alan climbed in (the rest of his clothes still on), planting his lips over hers, stopping Alice from any verbal protest. When they broke apart both bared a smile.
"Alan!" Her voice sounded syrupy sweet with affection.
"What?"
The blond playfully pushed him and he weakly grabbed her wrist, kissing her again.
No, everything was as it should be.