seen it all before.
Starter for @kwjinseok !
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.