Chapter 9 • Clean Up 🧼
He checks the shower water. It's gotten warm now. He returns to kneel in front of the hybrid, taking off his shoes that Hoseok gave him weeks ago. Everything smells terrible, several months of living on the street will do that to a person. Above him Yoongi takes off his shirt and is looking towards the shower, seeking warmth. Completely unconcerned with his growing nudity in front of Hoseok. He stands up on his own, his frozen feet shaky on the ground. "Hold up, careful now." Hosoek takes hold of one arm and places his own around the hybrid's thin waist, holding him steady in strong arms. Together, they get in the shower, still half dressed. Hoseok's getting sprayed by the water with all his clothes still on. It's an absolute mess that makes Hoseok chuckle at the absurdity as he props up the hybrid against the wall of the shower. His jeans are soaked through within seconds and his shirt never stood a chance. "You're laughing?" Yoongi says. "Yeah, this is not exactly how I saw my night going not that I mind, it's just a little strange," Hoseok says. "Strange how?" "Well, normally when I'm taking someone's trousers off, it's for vastly different reasons," Hoseok says as he starts to roll the wet fabric down Yoongi's pale thin legs. They are too big for him, so even wet they come off easier than his own will, which at this point feels glued to him. "Oh." It's such a simple sound, but Hoseok can tell from how Yoongi turns his head away and stops speaking that he's uncomfortable now. Hoseok doesn't know exactly why the hybrid's now acting shy, but he can guess. He can't even begin to imagine what being a hybrid, who's literally designed as a fetish sex toy could be like. But he doesn't have much time to consider it before Yoongi is coughing again. It sounds horrendous. Hoseok helps him to sit down under the warm spray of water, back facing him to protect some of his modesty. "I still have my pants on?" Yoongi protests but he's so weak that he goes down easy enough. The spray of the warm water feels like heaven. Even without soap, he notices that the water that goes down the drain is brown from the dirt on his skin. "You can take those off down there while I wash your hair," Hoseok says.He's getting uncomfortable in all his own clothes, so he peels off his shirt, wrings it out the best he can, and puts it over the top of the shower. It's probably dripping onto the floor, but he'll just clean that up later. Below him, Yoongi gets out of his pants which he throws to the corner. Hoseok grabs his shampoo and pours a generous amount into his hand. Today he has a mop of hair to wash months worth of grim out of. As he begins, he notices out of the corner of his eye that Yoongi's tail is moving, just the tip flicking back and forth. Another good sign he thinks. Yoongi's hair is thick and getting down to his scalp to work in the shampoo takes a few tries. He avoids the hybrid's ears in the beginning, afraid of touching them too roughly, but Yoongi eagerly tilts his head into his hands.So, with unspoken encouragement, he gets to cleaning the strands and carefully cleans each ear. He's surprised to find as he rubs them that Yoongi's ears aren't black they're a pretty silver-grey color. They were just so covered in grim there was no way to tell their real color. Hoseok rinses the hybrid's hair twice and lathers in more shampoo for one final deep clean. There are bubbles everywhere as he runs his hands through his pretty grey silver hair and scrapes his short nails over the hybrid's whole head. At one point he swears that for just a moment Yoongi started to purr but chalks it up to his imagination when it doesn't continue. What he is certain of, is that the cat hybrid likes what he's doing because he's wrapped his whole tail around Hoseok's leg and is leaning forcefully into the petting. When Hoseok pulls back to stop cleaning, Yoongi continues trying to lean into his hands, going back so far, he loses his balance and almost falls backwards. Hoseok reaches around and hands Yoongi a bar of soap so he can wash his front and finishes rinsing out the last of the hybrid's hair. He looks at the wet tail wrapped around his leg and the thought of washing it is strange. He knows it needs to be washed, but he's not sure if it's sensitive or if Yoongi would be okay with him touching it. He had read more into hybrids over the past month and many hybrids seem mixed on whether or not they allow people to touch their animal parts, but the hybrid had seemed fine with the ears so he can only try and hope for the best. He crouches down best he can and unwinds the tail from his leg, then pouring some shampoo on it, he starts massaging at the tip, slowly working his way down. He notices that Yoongi stops washing himself and goes stiff, but Hoseok pretends not to notice and just keeps washing the fur as if this isn't one of the weirdest things he thinks he's ever done. He's never washed an animal of any kind, so he's out of his own comfort zone on this one but accidentally turning it awkward between them could end up with Yoongi trying to leave, so he just silently continues on. After a few moments, the hybrid goes back to washing his arms, gently removing dirt and Hoseok just keeps to his own work. If he notices that Yoongi twitches and stiffens more when he does certain things to the tail, he pretends to ignore it, while secretly storing everything in the back of his mind. Once he's done with the shampoo, he grabs the shower head and does his best to aim it, washing out the soap and dirt from the tail, leaving behind only clean fur in its place. "Soap please," Hoseok says, holding out his hand where Yoongi can see it. The hybrid puts it in his hand. He twirls it around in his palms getting them full of bubbles. He lays the soap in the holder and then starting by the hybrid's shoulders, begins to wash Yoongi's back and neck. The hybrid once again goes rigid, but Hoseok is gentle. He moves to his neck and shoulders. He adds a bit of massage technique in while he washes going with the muscles to relieve tension. With that finished Yoongi is fully washed and now Hoseok himself needs to clean up, but he wants to get the hybrid dried and to bed first. "Alright, up we go let's get you dried off." Yoongi doesn't offer much help beyond getting his feet under himself once Hoseok hauls him up off the floor, hands under the hybrid's underarms. He hugs the hybrid to his chest to steady him as they make their way out of the shower. Hoseok grabs a towel and wraps it around Yoongi, making sure to cover his modesty. He then picks up the hybrid bridal style and walks into the bedroom. He puts the hybrid on the edge so he can dry himself. While Hoseok goes to get some clothes from the dresser. All of his clothes are a bit too big for the small hybrid. So he grabs sweatpants that have a drawstring so they can fit on the hybrid's waist, a shirt, and warm socks. "Here put these on." Setting everything down beside Yoongi. While he returns to the bathroom quickly peeling off his wet clothes and hops in for the fastest shower ever. He leaves the bathroom a mess for right now. He's too exhausted from school, his job, worrying about Yoongi, and then taking care of him. As he goes to shut off the bathroom light, he sees Yoongi tucking himself into the bed with the towel around his head, soaking up the water from his hair. He smiles, finding strange comfort in seeing the hybrid wearing his clothes. He shuts off the light, shuffling over to the bed in the darkness. Before getting comfortable he accidentally bumps into Yoongi. The hybrid may be small, but this bed is built for one person. They're going to have to share the bed. Hoseok yawns and they both cuddle down into the covers. Hoseok made sure to lay on his side facing away from Yoongi. Giving him more room and hopefully allowing him to feel safer knowing that he can sleep in peace. The exhaustion sets in quicker than he would have thought when sharing a bed with a complete stranger, but the next thing he knows he's waking up because he feels coughing against his chest.
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