My Muse

11

Jinyoung just finished cleaning up their trays of food, frowning at Mark's tray that was barely eaten. Jinyoung let out a breath, assuming that maybe the elder just lost his appetite or something before putting it away.

After cleaning he headed back towards his bedroom to fix up his bed to accompany for Mark. He heard the muffled sound of the shower running in the hallway as he passed by the bathroom, and the sound of Mark shuffling around in there.

"J-Jinyoung..."

Jinyoung paused just past the bathroom door.

He turned back, brows furrowing together as he gazed at the closed wooden door.

Was that breathy noise his name he heard from behind the wood?

He slowly trailed back, shamefully stepping closer to the door. He felt dirty, like a real perv listening to his friend shower. Though he needed to make sure he wasn't hearing things. He stood there quietly for a minute, his ear turned to the door in an effort to hear better. All he heard was water now. Nothing else.

He cleared his throat, deciding to gently knock on the door. "Um, Mark? Did you call me?"

Jinyoung then heard a tiny yelp and a bunch of frantic shuffling around. He felt bad for startling Mark, no one enjoyed being interrupted when completely naked and vulnerable. Maybe he should've just minded his business.

"N-No! No I didn't, sorry..." Mark replied, obviously still trying to gather his bearings after the sudden appearance of Jinyoung's voice.

"Oh, okay..." Jinyoung mumbled, quickly pulling away from the door to avoid bothering Mark anymore.

He glanced back at it for a moment before fully turning away, continuing on his initial trip back to his bedroom. He must've just been hearing things. Of course he was hoping Mark had called him for any reason, even if it were just to get him some more soap. Jinyoung couldn't help but let his mind wander to the possibilities. The image of Mark's bare body, smooth and wet, glistening before him had Jinyoung drooling as he stared up at the ceiling, the imaginary scenario so distracting that he hadn't even noticed Mark had finished showering until he came into the bedroom.

By that point, Jinyoung needed to get away from him or else the elder would catch a glimpse of his growing boner.

He quickly showered and returned to his bed that had Mark already comfortably in it. It was so nice to share the mattress with him, even if Jinyoung couldn't cuddle him and smother him with warmth and kisses every night. Just having Mark's warm body laying so close was amazing in itself.

He climbed into bed gently as the elder seemed to be asleep, discreetly scooting as close as possible to him without disturbing his rest.

"Jinyoung?" Mark mumbled, startling him as he got comfortable.

"Hmm?" Jinyoung replied, not even noticing that Mark was still awake and thankfully not doing or saying anything embarrassing when he was under the assumption that the elder was asleep.

Mark took in a breath, for some reason the atmosphere feeling a bit awkward despite the two not even looking at one another's faces. "Did you... hear anything? From the bathroom? Did you hear anything weird?"

Weird? What weird thing had Mark expected him to hear? All he heard was his name, though Jinyoung's mind plays tricks on him all the time especially when it comes to Mark, so more likely than not he was just hearing things that were nothing. "No, I just thought I heard you say my name. But y'know, I could've been hearing things."