skz oneshots | Changbin centric

shower

TWS: smut

Changbin stood under the warm spray of the shower, letting the water cascade over his shoulders and down his back. The house was unusually quiet, with his parents out for the evening, leaving him and Chan alone. He relished these moments of solitude, but the quiet also made him a little nervous. Chan was just in the other room, and they hadn't spent much time alone in such an intimate setting.

He rinsed the shampoo out of his hair and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Suddenly, he heard the bathroom door creak open, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching. His heart skipped a beat.

"Changbin?" Chan's voice was soft, almost hesitant.

Changbin peeked around the shower curtain, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Hey. What's up?"

Chan stood there, a playful grin on his face, dressed in nothing but a towel loosely wrapped around his waist. "Mind if I join you?"

Changbin's eyes widened slightly, and he felt a mix of excitement and nerves. He nodded, stepping aside to make room. "Sure. Come on in."

Chan dropped the towel, revealing his lean, muscular body. Changbin couldn't help but stare, feeling a rush of affection and admiration for his boyfriend. Chan stepped into the shower, the steam enveloping them both as he pulled the curtain closed.

The water hit Chan's skin, and he sighed contentedly. "This feels nice," he murmured, reaching for the soap. He lathered it up and began to wash himself, glancing over at Changbin with a warm smile. "I've never done this before."

"Me neither," Changbin admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. He couldn't take his eyes off Chan, his heart racing. "It's kind of... exciting."

Chan chuckled, stepping closer until their bodies were almost touching. He gently took Changbin's hand, guiding it to his chest. "Here, you can help me."

Changbin's fingers trembled slightly as he moved the soap over Chan's chest, feeling the smooth, wet skin beneath his touch. Chan's hand covered his, steadying him, their eyes locked.

"You're doing great," Chan whispered, his breath warm against Changbin's ear.

Changbin swallowed hard, feeling a blush creep up his neck. "Thanks. I just... I didn't expect this."

Chan tilted Changbin's chin up, looking into his eyes with a gentle smile. "We don't have to rush anything. I'm just happy to be here with you."

Changbin nodded, his nerves easing at Chan's reassuring words. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to Chan's lips. It was a slow, tender kiss, filled with the promise of trust and love. When they pulled apart, both were smiling.

"I love you, Chan," Changbin said, his voice firm and sincere.

"I love you too, Changbin," Chan replied, wrapping his arms around Changbin and pulling him into a warm embrace under the shower's steady stream.

They stood there for a while, holding each other close, the water washing away any lingering doubts or fears. It was a moment of pure intimacy and connection, one that neither of them would ever forget.

"Can I wash your hair?" Chan asked softly, breaking the comfortable silence.

Changbin nodded, handing Chan the shampoo. "Sure."

Chan squeezed a small amount into his hand, lathering it up before gently massaging it into Changbin's hair. His fingers moved with practiced ease, and Changbin closed his eyes, enjoying the soothing sensation.

"You've got really nice hair," Chan remarked, his voice full of genuine admiration.

Changbin chuckled, opening his eyes to look at Chan. "Thanks. I didn't know you were a fan."