A/N: Yet another shameless plug: I have another Ziley one-shot up, so if you coul take a look a that, it'd be much appreciated. Haha, I apologize! On with the story! Hope you enjoy. xo.


Remnants

Zane stepped out of the shower, feeling as refreshed as ever. He enjoyed the hot, pouring water reigning down on his skin. It relaxed him to a certain extent. Sometimes he would stay in for a little longer than his usual fifteen minutes, but would try to exit before the total time mounted to a half hour. He was cautious with his water usage; and was aware of how lucky he was to have clean water, so he endeavored to not take it for granted.

He grabbed his towel off the sink, and wrapped it around his waist after drying off his dripping wet torso. As a result of the temperature of the hot water, the air around him was misty, and the mirror was fogged up. And taking a second look at it, the boy could see that somebody (namely Riley because he was the only one besides himself in the apartment) had drawn a message with the condensation.

An amused smile tugged on his lips as he read it.

Zane, you really should lock the bathroom door. If I didn't have to run errands with my mom so early, I would've jumped your bones. Not that you didn't get enough of that last night.

Catch you later, love.

Riley.

Next to the word 'night' was what appeared to be a winking smiley face. And right next to his boyfriend's name, was a (poorly configured, but nonetheless endearing) heart. Zane chuckled aloud at all of this and proceeded to get dressed.

Oh, Riley, just wait until you bathe, he thought somewhat evily, already conjuring up ideas in his head.