Blood Water // Park Sunghoon

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂-𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻

Aura's P.O.V

The door to Sunghoon's bedroom creaked open as he stepped inside with me in his arms. My heart was racing as I blushed profusely, feeling both embarrassed and exhilarated all at once. Sunghoon gently placed me down on the floor, his smile still present as he looked down at me.

Being so close to him made my body feel like it was on fire, and I suddenly became very aware of the fact that I was probably a bit gross from lying in bed for three days without showering. The thought made me feel self-conscious, and I couldn't help but fidget nervously as Sunghoon looked at me.

I clear my throat awkwardly and gesture towards the bathroom door behind me. "Um, I'm going to take a quick shower," I announce, hoping to break the tension, and feel less dirty. Sunghoon nods his head in understanding and begins walking towards the closet. Unsure of what he's doing, I follow him and realize that while I was in my mini coma, he must have cleared out a space for me and hung up all the clothing Ajumma had gotten me. My heart swells with gratitude and appreciation as I admire the neatly organized clothes, feeling touched by Sunghoon's thoughtfulness. 

"What do you want to wear?" Sunghoon asks, scratching the back of his neck. I can't help but smile softly at his cuteness.

I take a moment to think before deciding on a pair of black leggings and a comfy green sweater. "I'll go with these," I say, grabbing them in my hands. However, my eyes widen slightly as Sunghoon gently takes the clothes from me and heads towards the bathroom, disappearing into the doorway. Confused, I furrow my brows but quickly grab a clean bra and panties before following after him.

As I enter the bathroom, I watch as Sunghoon folds my clothes neatly on the counter and starts the shower for me. Another blush rises to my cheeks as he glances towards me with a smile.

"Sunghoon... you don't have to take care of me like this," I say, smiling softly. He chuckles and approaches me, looking down at me warmly.

"I know," he responds casually, "but I want to," he adds with a smile. I notice his eyes glance down at the undergarments in my hands, and my heart races with embarrassment. Quickly, I hide them behind my back, causing him to chuckle. "Don't be shy," he says playfully. "It's nothing I haven't seen before. I am the one who put them away in the closet." His words make me blush even harder.

The thought of him handling my underwear made me feel a mix of embarrassment and excitement. It was like a fire had been stoked inside me, and I was left speechless as he curved around me, clearly pleased with himself.

"Enjoy your shower," he remarks with a smirk on his face before exiting the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

It takes a moment for me to regain my composure, and I let out a deep breath after realizing that I had been holding it in. Sunghoon's words and actions had left me stunned, and I shake my head to clear my thoughts as I try to focus on the reason I was standing here in the bathroom. I finally place the clean underwear on the counter and strip myself of my clothes.

I let out a sigh of relief as I step into the hot shower, feeling the water immediately relax my tense muscles. The heat from the water almost matched the intensity of the emotions that were stirring inside me.

As I stood under the warm stream, the image of Sunghoon looking me up and down earlier played in my mind. God he was so attractive. Why did he have to look at me like that? The memory alone left me feeling flustered.

The idea of Sunghoon going through my underwear drove me crazy, whether it was intentional or not. The bras and panties that I now owned were far from reserved or innocent. For some reason, Ajumma had decided to get me bold ones made of lace, and I couldn't help but wonder what thoughts went through Sunghoon's head when he looked at them.