Secrets | Minsung

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"You want to set up an instagram!" Chan exclaimed, "Ji, we're so proud of you!"

"It's just social media..." Jisung said quietly.

"Chan stop, you're scaring him," Changbin said.

"Also I'm cold," Jisung said, wet fur and hair littering the bottom the once warm and bubbly bathtub. He had made the mistake of telling his friends the details of his outing, during his bath.

"Changbin rinse his ears please," Chan instructed.

Jisung watched Changbin reach up to the counter and grab a squeeze bottle full of warm water.

He'd always wanted to take a shower on his own, but the sheer weight of his tail alone prevented him from being wet and standing at the same time, plus it wouldn't be a good idea to get water in his slender ears anyways...  

Jisung felt Changbin massage his scalp, he always preferred it when Changbin did it, Chan was always a little too rough. Changbin inserted his earplugs, (the puddy kind) warm water flowing through his hair and down his face, his ears twitched at the long-awaited heat.

 Chan started draining the water, Jisung grabbed onto his tail to keep the fur from getting caught in the drain again. Once he was rinsed and dry Jisung retrieved his home clothes, special pants with a hole cut on the back, always tricky to get on, but a nice change from having to wear oversized sweatpants and stuffing the fluffy mass into a pant leg.

'grooming day' (as it had been nicknamed) had come a long way since his first week with Chan and Changbin, a mear eleven months ago. 

"So, uh, how do you want to do this?" Chan asked, the three standing in the cramped bathroom.

"What about a bath?" Changbin suggested to him.

Jisung had never bathed himself, the caretakers always did it for him, and they were too rough. Jisung wanted to shower, but wouldn't know where to start, he had only seen Changbin and Channie-hyung get in and out.

"Can you please be gentle?" Jisung asked quietly, making eye contact with the floor, his dog tags cold on his chest.

"Of course Ji!" Chan said, rubbing his bare back, his tail uncomfortably trapped under the towel around his waist.

"Okay," Jisung eventually said, trusting his two friends.

Jisung had always insisted on at least brushing himself, not wanting to burden, especially Chan, any more than he already had.

He pushed the mountain of fur into his overflowing garbage can, feeling 10 lbs lighter.