Gasping is heard from the shower. Fresh steam fogs up the mirror. A tall, handsome man pulls back the striped shower curtain revealing a small, yet pretty woman behind him. They both appear as red as tomatoes in the face, with suggestive smirks plastering their lips. They stare at each other longingly, an epilogue of what had happened in the past twenty minutes underneath the hot pressure of the water.
When they step out from the porcelain enclosure, the young, beautiful couple seems to forget the idea of grooming themselves or drying off, before enveloping themselves again in the other's arms. They look as though they are desperate for contact. As though they have been apart for too long, finally able to be near again.
They act as though they are the only people on the planet, the only pair in the entire universe. All they care about is each other. The only emotion they are able to feel is pure love. It's clear the difficulty they've faced to get to this place. The undevoted love they are now aware they feel for each other.
So they do what they know best, rain down their love over each other.