Hansol isn’t a morning person. He doesn’t roll out of bed fresh and bright-eyed, ready to take on the day with a wide smile. No, he spend about half an hour whining about being awake, pouting into his pillow, then finally, with all the grace of a raccoon that’s gotten into a box of rum filled chocolates, he drags himself out of bed and into the bathroom.
Today, like any other, he’d been in the shower for a good half an hour before finally deciding he’d better face the day ahead of him. Smelling of lavender and honey he ruffles his hair with a towel to stop it dripping, then grabs his robe from where it hangs on the back of the bathroom door. It’s not his usual one, he realises as he slips it on. It’s the one a friend had given him (somewhat as a joke), telling him they’d seen it and thought of him. The problem with it isn’t that Hansol doesn’t like it—if anything he prefers it to his usual robe, it’s far softer and prettier, the problem is it’s pretty see-through.
Tying the belt of the robe he looks in the mirror and purses his lips. It’s not that bad. Sure, he can definitely see through it, but it’s not like he’s going in public in it, and it’s just this once. Jinseok won’t mind, he reassures himself. With a sigh and one last glance down at himself, he exits the bathroom and heads straight to the kitchen to make tea. Jinseok’s nowhere to be seen, so he relaxes—it’s not as if Jinseok’s not seen it all before. However, the context of him standing in the kitchen in a semi see-through robe, with nothing underneath, hair all wet and skin flushed from being rubbed almost raw in the shower makes him blush.
Ignoring his slight shyness, he busies himself making his tea, boiling the water and picking from his abundance of teabags in the ‘tea drawer’ and dropping a spoonful of sugar into his mug. But then, with his back to the rest of the room, he hears a noise behind him and turns to see Jinseok stood there. “Oh- morning Jinnie. D’you want any tea?” His cheeks are bright red and he knows it, but to give in now would only make things worse, so he decides to pretend the robe was an absolutely intentional choice, and he’s not embarrassed at all.
Unlike how he appears, Jinseok isn’t entirely innocent. He may be shy and sensitive, but he is no stranger to the darkness that comes with being human. He can’t remember how it started or when - nor does he want to. It had started as nothing but some spur of the moment fun between close friends. Now, it had gone beyond what either of them expected. Of course, living with Hansol hasn’t made things easy, but at least now they’ve come to some kind of unspoken understanding.
Jinseok had been sleeping in later than usual. He’d been up late the night before studying. When he got too lost in his head he tended to focus himself more on studying or anything else to get his mind off things. When he was thinking too much, Jinseok locked himself in his room and only emerged when he needed to shower or eat. Today was one of those days where Jinseok was lost in himself.
He wondered if Hansol had noticed his absence. Probably not. Hansol’s been busy lately with other people so why would he notice his absence? He stirred from his slumber and heard the sound of the shower running. Hansol was home. Jinseok took in a deep breath and slowly rose from his bed. There was no way he was going to be able to avoid Hansol for too long. Jinseok opened his bedroom door and headed towards the bathroom only to find Hansol in the kitchen.
The sight before him made him freeze. Not only was Hansol’s hair dripping wet from the shower, but he was also in a see through robe. Jinseok swallowed hard and had to fight the urges that threatened to rise to the surface. There was a slight pause before he answered and cleared his throat. ❛ Er, sure. Thanks Hannie. ❜ Jinseok hesitated, taking in the view before him for a moment, before he made his way to the bathroom to relieve himself. He returned a few minutes later and leaned against the kitchen counter as he watched his roommate in the kitchen.
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