[As soon as he's sure Aidan is securely on his feet and isn't going to slip and fall anytime soon, he turns to grab a towel. He unfolds it, about to toss it around Aidan's shivering back when he's caught in a kiss. He hums softly, arms going slack as he forgets all about what he was doing and pushes into it a little.
He shifts his weight, gaining enough clarity to drop one corner and move his arms around the wounded boy. He reaches back, grabs the other edge and wraps the towel around his wet boyfriend. He drapes one part over his good shoulder, leaving the wounded one exposed before rubbing his hands down his back and embracing him. All the while, tilting his head and kissing him in kind, keeping him distracted.
But he eventually breaks away, huffing softly with arousal. ]
C'mon. [He took his hand and lead him out and around the corner into one of the bedrooms.]
Sit. I'm... I'm going to patch up your shoulder quick. [He had plans, plans that would aggravate an open wound. So he ducked out quick to grab some medical stuff.]