Busan || jjk

XXIV

Jungkook shuffles into Hana's apartment quietly, the two didn't exchange many words on the way back, a tired yet comfortable silence enveloping them like a warm blanket. The sight of her apartment makes Jungkook feel the same way he feels when he sees his bed after a long day, the space becoming a home to him in a matter of months.

Hana clears her throat. "Are you staying the night?"

A sudden shyness overcomes him. He wants to smack himself for it. "Is it fine if I do? I'll crash on the couch."

"You don't have to crash on the couch," she trails off, clearly not wanting any awkwardness to envelope them. "You can go take a shower if you're feeling tired. There's an extra towel and a toothbrush in the bathroom inside the little cabinet."

He nods wordlessly, disappearing into her bathroom. He feels slightly icky in his clothes, having worn them for a long time. For a second he feels as if he's invading way too much of Hana's personal space; he glances around her bathroom as he pulls his shirt over his head and takes off his pants. There are a couple of clothes hanging on the hooks behind her bathroom door, he spots a light blue coloured bra and quickly averts his gaze. He's spent years living with guys and growing up without a sister meant that so much about the feminine body was still new to him.

He steps into the shower, the water is warm against his skin and he's glad for the instant feeling of cleanliness the water gives him. He scans through the small rack of shampoos and body washes Hana has; vanilla, cocoa, peach. He scrunches his face in a smile, deciding to go with the vanilla scented body wash. It smells like her the most anyway.

Ten minutes later, he's stepping outside of the shower cube, hastily drying himself with a towel and then wrapping it around his waist. He glances at himself in the mirror and shakes his wet mop of hair, deciding that the shower was a good decision. He feels much more relaxed, as if the fatigue of the day had slipped away.

Jungkook glances at his clothes on the floor with a frown, he wouldn't call himself a germaphobe but he did prefer putting on clean clothes after a shower. He pads his way to the door, opening it partly to see Hana in the room. Her side is turned towards him as she places clothes on the bed, he instantly recognises a white shirt and a pair of tracks that already seem like they would be a little tight on him. His heart warms at the gesture regardless, she's humming to herself a soft tune which he can't hear clearly due to the distance. Regardless, he clears his throat to her attention. Although Jungkook has always been pretty confident about the way his body looks — after all everybody, including his trainer and Bang PD, had praised him for how well he looked after his body — he still felt the need to hide slightly behind the door to cover most of his body although he couldn't do much to hide his chest and his right shoulder that peaked out.

Jungkook clears his throat. Hana looks up instantly. Her light brown eyes are open wide, glancing at his chest and lingering on his face before she smiles casually. "Hi."