The Water Spirit

Part 4

A/N have fun

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Jungkook drags himself along the hall and swipes his card to the locker room. The shift in the emergency room had been brutal, and he was ready to go home, but his supervisor asked him to stay longer because Dr. Choi had called in sick.
Jungkook growls under his breath. Stupid Dr. Choi. Always sabotaging him in one way or the other.

After Jungkook had treated the last patient with food poisoning, he wanted to take a shower to tackle another few hours in the ER with a fresh scent and scrubs. Jungkook opens his locker and takes his shower kit out, walking to one of the free shower rooms. He steps out of his old scrubs and throws them in the corner.

Jungkook walks into the stall and closes the glass door. He sighs when the warm water runs over his strained muscles and he closes his eyes, soaking up the warmth.

The water runs in droplets over his body and Jungkook cranes his face into the jet of water. He feels the water glide over his face and down to his lips. It happens more often now that he has the feeling that the shower felt like a lover's touch, running gently over his skin.
Jungkook smooths his hair back and wipes the water off his face. He turns to get his shower gel and yells in fright when he thinks he registers familiar, hazel eyes on the wet surface of the glass wall.
Jungkook blinks but there aren't any eyes. Was he hallucinating again? Clearly, Taehyung wasn't standing on the other side of the shower cabin, like what had happened yesterday with the aquarium. That had been so embarrassing.

Jungkook takes his shower gel and washes his body. When he puts the gel back, hazel eyes gaze at him and he freezes for a moment.
Jungkook feels heat rise in his cheeks and it has nothing to do with the warm water. He raises his eyebrows in question and the pair of hazel eyes does the same and then looks down.
"What the fuck?" Jungkook complains and covers himself. "This is not how this works. You perv."

The eyes look sulkily at him.
"You want to find the moles?" Jungkook asks challengingly and one eye winks at him cheekily. "Well," he continues and schools his voice to a deeper timbre "Do it in person," he chides and wipes the water off the glass, erasing the eyes.

"Take that!" Jungkook laughs shortly and with satisfaction.

But it is short-lived when he looks down and sees the puddle he is standing in. He starts pushing the water closer to the drain with one foot so it vanishes faster.

Jungkook sighs again, shaking his head, and turns the shower off. He was clearly crazy, but his stomach growled and he had to eat something. It was better to be crazy with a full stomach.

🌊

The cafeteria was half-full when Jungkook bought himself something to eat and a coffee. He sits down at one of the secluded tables behind a big plant, avoiding colleagues and visitors.
He dumps the rice into the soup and wolfs everything down to have more time to drink his coffee in peace. He opens the lid, smelling the cinnamon, and hums in pleasure.

"I like that sound," is whispered in his ear, and the leaves on his left rustle, making a face emerge. Jungkook jerks in surprise and coffee and ice cubes spill over his chin and chest, running down to his crotch. Some ice cubes clink on the floor and vanish.

Did this just happen?

Jungkook returns the cup to the table and lays his forehead on the cold surface. He prays for the earth to break open and swallow him.

Taehyung hurries around the plant, taking the seat next to him.
"I'm sorry, Jungkook. I didn't mean to scare you," he says, pushing some napkins into his line of sight.

Jungkook sits up and Taehyung looks at him concerned. He takes the napkins and dabs at Jungkook's chest. "I'm really sorry," he says again and indulges in wiping Jungkook's torso quite thoroughly.

"You scare easily," Taehyung continues, with no care in the world, running the napkins over the clothes.
Jungkook is still too baffled. "How do you know?" He asks suspiciously.
"This looks hot," Taehyung mumbles, wiping over the soaked shirt and abs.

"It was an iced coffee."

Jungkook stops Taehyung's hand when it slowly glides down under that navel.
"You are feeling me up," Jungkook accuses, narrowing his eyes and taking the napkins out of Taehyung's hands to wipe the remaining liquid off his crotch.

Taehyung seems to look longingly at the napkins.
"Eyes up," Jungkook chides again, and Taehyung seems to snap out of it.
"Well, no, I'm not feeling you up, I was just lending a hand," he smiles. "I'm helpful like that."

Jungkook groans. "Now I need to shower again. I smell like coffee."
Taehyung leans into Jungkook's personal space and inhales. "You smell nice," he says, taking a second whiff and Jungkook feels goosebumps rise on his arms.
"Did you do this on purpose?"

Taehyung raises his eyebrows in surprise. "For what purpose? To run my hands over your well-built chest and admire your physique?"

Jungkook purses his lips. "Yeah."
Taehyung laughs loudly. "Of course...not."

Jungkook stands up, taking his tray. "I have to shower."
Taehyung grins at him.
"Don't you dare to spy on me like a pervert."

Taehyung furrows his eyebrows again and it looks exactly the same, like the reflection on the shower wall, Jungkook concludes.
"I would never," he says, and it doesn't sound genuine.

Jungkook turns and walks away, feeling the familiar eyes on him until he rounds the corner.

🌊

Taehyung looks after him and grins. He wonders if Jungkook has more twin moles on his body.