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The femboy Choi Beomgyu wakes up in a small room. It is dark. Bound and gagged, he breaks out in panic. Soon he has to find out who is behind this kidnapping.
And that he is not alone.
Bu...
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Yeonjun began to put away the empty cups and cardboard dishes after they finished their meal. He was glad that Beomgyu had kept to their agreement, but at the same time he worried about what they should do now. He was well aware that the situation was difficult, and no matter how relieved he was to know the long-haired boy was safe again, it made Yeonjun totally uncomfortable.
He wanted to hold Beomgyu, wanted to kiss him and have him near him.
But none of that was his place.
Yeonjun would have liked to shower him with caresses and love, but every time he got close to Beomgyu, guilt overcame him.
"I'll be ... then," Yeonjun put in, trying to think of some excuse, at the same time not wanting to leave Beomgyu alone again. It would be wrong and he knew that, but he didn't know if Beomgyu was even comfortable around him.
"Yeonjun!", Beomgyu's voice had shot up into the high. He sat cross-legged on the blanket with his hands in his lap and glared at his friend. He thought of what Sorn had meant by 'spoil' and cleared his throat. "Could you - ...," slowly an innocent smile formed, "draw me a hot bath?"
There was silence for a moment, with only the sound of Beomgyu picking at his nails.
Surprised, Yeonjun raised his head and looked in the direction of the boy on the bed. The question reminded him of the time back when he had met Beomgyu, and briefly the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Sure," Yeonjun replied, wiping his hands on his shorts, taking the cosmetic bag from the case again and walking into the bathroom with it.
The room wasn't particularly big, at least smaller than the bathroom in his old apartment, but there was still plenty of room. He plugged the drain and turned on the faucet, then rummaged in the little bag for some pleasant bath additives so that the warm water could lather up well.
The bathtub slowly filled and before Yeonjun could pour in any of the oils, Beomgyu was standing at the door frame. His hoodie went down to his knees and as he stood there, he looked really cute. Even on the corner of his mouth you could still see the remains of the sauce from the meal and he eyed the water in the tub.
"Thank you," Beomgyu said affectionately.
"You're welcome," replied Yeonjun, who had sat on the edge of the bathtub and was still dosing the oils.
As the water bubbled up, Rich Choi's gaze wandered over to Beomgyu and noticed the leftover sauce. The cuteness caused Yeonjun to snort in amusement for a moment before reaching for a prepared washcloth and holding it under the running stream of water, only to use it to wipe the rest of the sauce off the corner of Beomgyu's mouth. "You can go right in, I'll just lay out some towels for you and then you can sit in the tub."
Beomgyu nodded like an obedient little boy and stood close to the tub to watch the rippling water. The bubbles that had formed floated on the surface and when he closed his eyes for a second, he remembered the moment when Soobin had bathed him. Immediately he shook his head to chase the thought away. He turned to the sink and the large mirror. With slow movements, he slipped out of the hoodie. He met Yeonjun's gaze through the mirror, who watched him silently as he did so.
