Athos sends Porthos a skeptical look, though his eyes twinkle with amusement as he snatches a towel for himself and scrubs his hair dry. Leaving it to dry draped on the bathroom doorknob, he follows Porthos, catching the man around the waist and pressing a kiss to the side of his neck. They have been up all night and the sun will be rising soon, but Athos still buzzes with energy, and he intends to spend it.