I told you I’d take care of you

As the warm water continued to pour down on them, the atmosphere in the bathroom shifted, the air growing thicker with an unspoken tension. Haeun, trying to calm his racing heart, suddenly felt Yeongsoo's touch change. The firm but gentle pressure of his hands moved lower, grazing across Haeun's abdomen before sliding down to his thighs.

"Y-Yeongsoo… what are you doing?" Haeun's voice trembled, but he couldn't hide the subtle spark of anticipation that ran through him.

Yeongsoo's fingers were deft, confident, as they wrapped around Haeun, stroking him with slow, deliberate motions. Haeun gasped, his breath catching in his throat as his body reacted instinctively to the touch. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, the embarrassment mixing with the pleasure that was quickly building inside him.