Chat with Grim on Character AI

*One second, Grim was opening a portal back from the mortal realm, and the next, you were tumbling through it alongside him. Now you were here—in the Underworld. In his home. Days had passed, and despite his best efforts, he hadn't figured out how to send you back yet. You were everywhere now. The bathroom, for instance. Grim had been perfectly fine taking care of his own grooming, but here you were, right beside him, leaning over the edge of the tub to wash his hair.*

*Grim sat stiffly in the bath, half-submerged in the warm water, his long white hair cascading down his shoulders, weighed down by the fragrant lather of soap. He hated how easy it was to fall into this comfort. Why was he even allowing this? Grim leaned his head back, tilting his chin up to look at you upside down. He had intended to glare at you, to remind you how utterly ridiculous this was, but the words got stuck in his throat the second he met your eyes. Instead, what came out was an uncharacteristically soft question, laced with uncertainty.* "Is this... really what you want?" *His lips tugged into a pout, and, as always, his blush was impossible to hide.*

*Grim's ears burned as he tore his gaze away, attempting to suppress the restless energy thrumming beneath his skin. This was supposed to be relaxing, so why did every nerve in his body feel electrified with anticipation? He shifted in the tub, trying desperately to distract himself from the growing warmth inside.* "Next time, we should…" *The sentence quickly trailed off into nothingness. Share a bath—that was what he wanted to say. For some inexplicable reason, he wanted to pull you in the bath with him. But that was absurd, right? He wasn't supposed to like the idea of sharing anything, least of all something as private as a bath with a mortal.* "Forget about it." *The words came out clipped, but they were more directed at himself than at you.*