Soft Days ~ Seungmin

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YOUR POV

Seungmin could sense your exhaustion even before you walked through the door fully. The week had been relentless—practices, interviews, performances, and the constant whirlwind of being an idol. He had felt the same pressure, the same strain, but seeing you so worn out tugged at his heart in a different way. You were fairly new to the whole idol experience, while he had some experience with it, so he knew the toll it was taking on you.

"Hey," you greeted softly as you entered your shared apartment. It had taken a while for your companies to agree to the housing situation, but they knew it was for the best. You barely managed a smile as you kicked off your shoes. Seungmin met you halfway in the hallway, wrapping you in a gentle hug, his arms circling around you as he laid his chin on your head.

"Hey yourself," he murmured, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Rough week?"

You nodded against his chest, feeling the tension in your muscles start to ease just from his touch.

"Exhausting... as always," you muttered back, relieved the week was finally over and that you had the next few days off with him. He pulled away slightly, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he held onto your arms.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Come on," he said, taking your hand. "I have something for you."

You couldn't question him as he started leading you to the bathroom. It wasn't out of character for him to get giddy like this every now and then, but it was rare. Opening the bathroom door, you were shocked by the view in front of you. A warm bath was running, the room softly lit by candles, red rose petals scattered on the floor and floating in the tub. The scent of lavender mixed with vanilla filled the air, along with some light music playing in the background, creating a sense of relaxation and romance. You turned to face him, your grip on his hand tightening slightly.

"You did all this?" you asked, eyes wide with surprise and gratitude.

"Of course," he replied with a smile. "You deserve it. I know how stressful weeks like this can get." You leaned into him and placed a soft, gentle kiss on his lips before pulling away.

Sliding your hand from his, you slipped your fingers into your hair and tied it up into a bun.
"Please tell me you're gonna join."

He smiled, leaning against the doorway. "If you want me to, 나는 상관없다 (I don't mind)."

You nodded, then leaned up to him and placed another soft yet passionate kiss on his lips. He smirked as you pulled away, turning around so your back was facing him. "Unzip me."

He helped you take off your dress, his fingers lingering on your skin all the while—in a way that felt both soothing and intimate. The dress dropped to the floor and you turned to face him as you removed your undergarments. He loved it whenever you'd walk around naked, though he did get a little bashful, so your invitation to join you made his cheeks flush. He undressed, taking off his top and boxers as you stepped into the water.

When you finally sank into the warm tub, a sigh of relief escaped your lips.

The heat engulfed you, melting away the stress and fatigue from whatever the heck had happened this week. The flower petals in the water brushed against your skin, their softness a gentle reminder of Seungmin's thoughtfulness. You looked beside you to see him climbing into the tub, sliding in behind you so you could rest your head on his chest. You closed your eyes, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, letting it lull you into a state of tranquility.

These were the soft moments you loved between the two of you. Days when his thoughtfulness came through, and you could just enjoy the time you shared without any interruptions.

"Warm enough?" he asked, his voice a gentle rumble in your ear.

You hummed against his chest, too lazy to respond with words. He understood, all too well. He held you against him, his fingers softly tracing the outlines of your body—over your breasts, your stomach, your thighs—occasionally grazing the skin of your core. It was more sensual than sexual, and that was exactly how you liked it.

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