"Let's continue somewhere you won't choke on water, but on..."
Riven shook his head with a stubborn gleam in his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm here to bathe, and that's all I'm gonna do," he declared, crossing his arms as if daring Soren to challenge him.
He knew that Soren could easily haul him out of the tub if he wanted to, but Riven wasn't in the mood to give in. After everything that happened, he just wanted to soak in the warm water and let his mind relax.
Soren raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced by Riven's determined stance. He took a step closer, his gaze softening as he took in the tired but resilient look on his little wolf's face. Riven gave him an unimpressed look, not backing down in the slightest.
Soren didn't argue, though. He just let out a low chuckle and wrapped his arms around Riven, pulling him into a warm, secure hug. Riven stiffened at first but soon relaxed into the embrace, his head resting against Soren's chest.
