Michael was using one hand to brace himself against the wall while he relieved himself, head down, and humming some unrecognizable song. He didn't notice Alex walk in or that the man was watching him. When the alien was done, he struggled to put himself right, swaying and staggering as he turned around and approached to sinks.
"Oh, hey!" He grinned at Alex when he finally saw him. He washed his hands and wiped them on his jeans to dry them, then stepped over and draped himself over his boyfriend. "I fucking love you, you know. I fucked things up and meh sorry."