Note: perhaps this isn't my very first time writing a random shot for Blindspot, but my first time publishing one!! Hope you enjoy it.

"I may need to use the shower" Jane says so as she strips off her leather jacket and boots.

Kurt and her have just come from a grocery shopping to Jane's safe house.

"So you're not helping again!!" Kurt raises up his eyebrows, not in amusement at all, beacuse he knows once before, she always makes excuses when it comes to cooking.

She simply prefers his cooking first, and she sucks at cooking second.

"Kurt, it's just a brief one, I'll come and help after" she says, applying that apologetic face with a tight smile. He knows better this smile doesn't seem promising, and yet... he can't help but letting her go so.

He chuckles at the face she's made "Sure, take your time. I'll leave you the salad to work on" he informs her, and then turns his back getting into the work -not delaying like she does- and starts with unpicking the groceries bags.

She smirks and rolls her eyes simultaneously, then shoves herself through the bathroom' entrance.

Thirty minutes take over and Kurt's gotten done all the dishes all himself, knowing that this's been what she wanted to happen, since the beginning.

When he notices thirty minutes have taken over and she's yet to come back, he doesn't hang up for any longer, and so he follows the path to the bathroom. Knocking the door twice "Jane?"

"Yah"

"You okay?"

"You may wanna come see yourself!"

He lets himself in, to see her settled down in the bathtub, her head is merely shown down to her shoulders. Otherwise, everything is covered with massive amounts of foam that has been formed by pomegranate shower gel. And with it comes the release of the smell that hits him fascinatingly, and drags him towards it. Technically towards her.

"You wanna join me?" she asks, certain of him to response with an approval.

He doesn't speak, but strips off his clothes, and she watches him revealing his own shaped and heavily muscled body. She can't help but stare, and wishes if she could be the one who reveals him instead.

He soaks his feet first, second thing he does is capturing her lips.

She holds him with two wrinkled hands, the most effort goes to his head to guide the kiss, deep it and enjoy it the way she wishes.

He struggles into a sitting position, and she can tell that by seeing his unstable movements. Therefore, she eases the kiss helping him out to settle down. The help works so, and when it does he expands a genuine smile, then it reaches the point where it shows his teeth.

"You told me to take my time" her voice is so tempting near to his ear.

"I cannot protest with a word against that"

She grins sillily "Okay, since you can't say a word now... I wanna say that I love you so much"

He reaches her hip under the water -that's starting to get colder by now- and then leads it all the way up to her middle back. His palm wanders adding gentle pressures against her skin.

She closes her eyes and a moan escapes her lips, bringing her forehead to settle against his. He smiles "I love you too"

she can't but have her eyes reopened now to witness the beauty of his appealing blue eyes, she smiles to him too then.

"This bathtub is much nicer to use it with you" she whispers.

"It's nicer to have you next to me" he trails off a bit. Then he resumes "And in my life"

Her eyes grow wider, more twinkling than ever and chills speed up along her spine, so she flinches clenching her teeth.

It's not that he recently hasn't been saying or implying any sort of these genuine words. But it's Kurt. The man she's been loving and wanting for the past years, but she couldn't bring herself to confess a thing to him.

Truth be told, it hasn't been her only, that not doing anything about it, but things around haven't helped at all, because yes she's tried her very best to do something about it back then.

And now, their love has just begun. It's so real and very desired by them both, and so they have all the right to show that spark of thrills when the other generate some.

"Come up, let's have some hot water from the tap" he suggests.

She gives a nod of acknowledgement that isn't far from nervousness.

The bathtub is becoming colder and her face close to pale due to that.

He holds her firmly from the arms and helps her getting up. As her bare body is being revealed from under the foam he stars at her fully-tattooed body. It looks like a masterpiece, he thinks. The foam spots random areas over har body but it never bothers him to keep staring.

The couple of times he's seen it-merely recently-it's been in a dim room and beneath the blankets. He hasn't quite ponder on it in this fascinating way. He draws in breath and restrains his staring when his eyes fall at hers now seeing them glancing at so many spots in matter of seconds. Of course now he can feel how nervous she's having him looking at the tattoos she hates this obvious way.

He gestures to turn on the tap and simultaneously pulls her closer to his chest once again. The hot water hits them both while they're settling into a soft embrace. She has her chin above his shoulder, so he does the same. Now he's able to see his name "Kurt Weller" tattooed on her back. And with that comes the realization the thousandth time that how much he only belongs to her but no where else. She smiles at the new position of his entire being pressing against hers.

His humongous body in comparison to hers makes the most sense to snuggle into.

He nuzzles the bird tattoo on neck. It feels magical to have both his nuzzling and the hot water over her body at the same time, so she bites her lips so slowly and her feet can barely hold her up at this particular moment.

They keep on that for awhile, loving how pure the water and hot, and enjoying the vivid raises and downs of each other's heart beats.

She looseness the embrace to turn off the tap, that has been sprinkling delightful and hot drops of water all over them, evenly.

"It's beautiful..." she breaks the silence, in a soft as silk tone.

"what?" he murmurs, wanting to meet her gaze, but not getting there when she keeps the most concentration on something else other than his eyes this time.

"Your body!! is so beautiful... so plain, and completely pure" gradually she responds.

He looks at her eyes tracing his upper body, precisely among his shoulders, unwilling to blink, almost unable. Her fingertips delicately draw nonsensical patterns over his chest. It doesn't tickle him, neither makes him want to flinch at all. It only gives him the sparks of pleasure and being got. And he has to admit that she looks as though she was sleeping at how peaceful she seems.

"Mine is just a bunch of mysterious tattoos... that we barely understood. And even when we did, they meant nothing but tragic crimes" her voice cracks.

"Don't say that about them, they brought you to me ultimately" he tries to reassure her, leading his hand up to apply some strokes in the bulk of her hair.

"And yet, they're still so ugly" she seems so pitiful. He shakes his head in an absolute disagreement, raising her head up so her gaze meets his, passionately.

"They're not. Not on your body. I really do love them on your body. And if you want me to show how much I love them, I'll show"

"How would you do so?" seeming thrilled at the suggestion she wonders.

He smirks to seeing her green eyes getting wider, shiner and seeking for an answer.

"Well..." he sighs, looking up then back down to focus on her eyes. He resumes spilling the waited suggestion "I'll kiss every single one of them. May I begin now?"

They smile simultaneously at each other, a knowing smile. His eyes begin to narrow due to the expanded smile, and a chuckle escapes her lips.

She then tightens two arms above the shoulders of his, and planets a peck on his lips. A brief one. And here it comes the most mesmerizing look she could ever give him, from under her eyelashes.

"Perhaps... I'd love that... so much!! But Kurt, I'm freezing now!!"

He shakes laughing, showing the laughter that sends vibrations from his chest to hers.

It makes her want to laugh too, she does so.

"Okay, this shower is gonna end as i end kissing you! I'll give you the warmth you need, I promise"

"Okay..." she swallows. "Kurt...I don't trust my feet" she seems really helpless, shivering. Her skin starts to create goosebumps. He pulls her closer then, and closes the remaining distance between them.

she's so close now, her warm breath against his pure skin turns on the desire.

"I suggest the bed then" he murmurs, nuzzling her nose. And at that she shuts her eyes in relief, tilting her head to have a better access of his nuzzling.

"Yah...Sure. The bed is much nicer"