In the quiet, steamy bathroom, Hyunho stood at the sink,shaving the little hair he had on his cheeks and chin.The soft hum of the electric razor mixed with the sound of running water from the shower,where Yujin was standing under the warm spray.
After a few minutes,Yujin turned off the water,the abrupt silence signaling the end of his shower.He pulled back the curtain,the metal rings scraping along the rod.As Yujin stepped out, Hyunho,catching a glimpse of him, quickly turned his head away and said,"Cover up..."
Yujin,with a playful smirk,grabbed a towel hanging nearby.He wrapped it around his waist,securing it snugly before walking over to Hyunho. Without a word,he slipped his arms around Hyunho's neck from behind, pressing his body close.He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Hyunho's neck, followed by a gentle lick,which made Hyunho shiver slightly.
Hyunho closed his eyes,savoring the sensation and tilting his head to give Yujin better access to his neck.He felt a warmth spreading through him from the intimate contact.When he opened his eyes again,he turned his head slightly,meeting Yujin’s gaze.
Yujin,sensing the deepening moment, reluctantly pulled away and said, "I don’t have enough time... I have to go out."
A flicker of disappointment crossed Hyunho’s face as he asked,"Where are you going?"
Running his fingers through his damp hair, Yujin replied,"I'll go out with some old co-workers of mine."
Hyunho’s mind began to race with thoughts. He hesitated, then cautiously asked, "Will you be back before 3 AM?"
Yujin raised an eyebrow and, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, said, "I don't think so."
Biting his bottom lip nervously, Hyunho responded softly, "Okay."
Hyunho left the steamy bathroom, feeling a mixture of emotions from his brief encounter with Yujin. He made his way back to his room, leaving Yujin behind to complete his skincare routine.
The next day,Chanyeol found himself at a flower shop in the heart of the city. The shop was filled with vibrant blooms,their colors and scents creating a cheerful atmosphere. Chanyeol was there to buy flowers for his visit to the mental hospital where his mother was staying.After browsing for a while,he selected a small bouquet of pink roses,her favorite flowers.The delicate petals and soft hue reminded him of happier times.
With the bouquet in hand,Chanyeol walked to the nearby bus stop.He stood there,lost in his thoughts as he waited for the bus to arrive. Memories of his mother and their past conversations floated through his mind,a mix of nostalgia and sadness.
When the bus finally arrived, Chanyeol boarded and found a seat near the window. He held the bouquet tightly, as if it were a lifeline, and rested his head against the cool glass. As the bus rumbled along, he watched the city pass by in a blur, the familiar sights offering little comfort.
A few minutes later,Chanyeol noticed a little boy,probably around five years old,staring at him with wide eyes and an open mouth.Chanyeol offered him a small, polite smile,which the boy shyly returned.
However,Chanyeol's gaze then shifted to the man holding the boy's hand. The man's expression was sharp and cold,a stark contrast to the boy's innocent curiosity.Feeling uncomfortable,Chanyeol quickly looked away.
At the next stop,the man pulled the boy off the bus,leaving Chanyeol to sigh and return his attention to the passing scenery outside the window.
After about an hour,the bus reached Chanyeol's destination.He stepped off and found himself standing in front of the mental hospital,a large white building situated next to a forest.The imposing structure loomed over him, casting long shadows in the morning light.
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Action| It was a rainy summer night,but the city was still full of people and activity.Sunghwa stood alone at a bus stop, waiting for his bus to arrive.He was leaving the town he had known for so long, heading to Seoul.He hoped for a better job,a better l...
