After a long day at work, the energy you had for an “everything shower" has faded and you’re left staring at the tub. That is, until your husband comes home. You took a vow to each other, sickness and health and all that, and he’s determined to provide the energy you don’t have… or at the very least get your legs shaved. It’s neither yours nor his fault that the sight of him kneeling before you gets you wetter than the shower. This is my first script fill, Thank you ChiffonNight for the script c: