“Ouch!” The shower’s hot water suddenly burned your skin, the steam clouding up the marble walls as you lowered the temperature, water running down your body as you got ready for your date with Taehyung tonight.

Another punch to your mental gut was that this was Taehyung’s shower.

You both had at least agreed on using different showers in order to keep some privacy between you two, knowing it would’ve been too intimate to share a bathroom in general terms. This led to you using the bathroom of the room next door while Taehyung used the bathroom of originally, what was his own room. You’d already had an argument over who would use which bathroom since Taehyung insisted the largest bathroom in the house (his), should belong to you. Though you ultimately kept shutting him down to the point in which he acquiesced, and you settled on the second largest bathroom in the house because he still insisted on at least that.

Today Taehyung was working in his study, and claimed that one of his housekeepers reported there was a more apparent draft of winter’s cold air leaking into your bathroom, the window’s seal possibly weakened. Knowing you get cold easily, Taehyung became precautionary and convinced you to use his bathroom instead to get ready for today.

You didn’t know how he felt about that, and concluded he felt no particular way since after you two shared your quite steamy kiss, he’s been completely normal. Even when it came down to acting more like a couple, he was relatively average and like himself, nuanced and composed. It would make your heart sink a little, thinking after all a dumb kiss wouldn’t mean much to him considering Taehyung has been with other, probably hotter women before you.

That aside, here you were, using his high-end shower to no avail at actually understanding how to use it. He’d supplied the instruction of simply turning the handle for temperature and such, and cautioned not to press any of the other settings next to it.

You’re not exactly sure why, but you had a hunch it had to do with the extra jets on the sides of his shower, concluding you should obey him since you’d probably get yourself in a mess otherwise.

You’re seriously unsure why it was always so hard using someone else’s shower, though everyone eventually felt victim to the struggle one way or another.

And sadly, a part of that everyone was you today.

You were shampooing your hair, humming mindlessly to yourself when your mind wandered for the 57th time since Taehyung kissed you, when you suddenly felt a sting in the corner of your eyes, blinking a few times until it quickly spread throughout your entire eye painfully. You attempted running your eye under water to quell the sting though began feeling it in your other eye too, causing both to temporarily lose sight while you blinked incessantly in discomfort; and that’s when you realized you’re the biggest idiot on Earth.

You’d gotten fucking shampoo in your eyes.

You began panicking considering you’re a hypochondriac who was always sensitive about your eyes, and so your hands speedily came up to try rubbing the stinging solution out of them.

Though had completely forgotten there was even more shampoo in your hands from washing your hair, only making the situation worse.

Great fucking going, Ari!

It utterly stung to open your eyes anymore, and began writhing in the shower haphazardly, whining at how utterly stupid you are and trying to soothe some of the pain under the running water. It almost worked until you suddenly hit your lower back against the handle of the shower, feeling some sort of nozzle shift and ultimately spell the doom of your next 10 minutes.

Out of no where, hard jet streams of pressurized water came bursting out at nearly all directions of the shower, and considering your shorter self, while Taehyung was much taller, you were completely engulfed in the bouts water.

The streams were harsh and felt like knives against your skin, coming out so strongly you were only left exclaiming and trying to cover them with your hands completely frantic and panicking. Nothing worked with water spraying in all directions, unable to view the adjustment of the settings at all and it seemed only someone’s help could save you at this point, screaming the first thing that came to your mind.

“Taehyung! Taehyung!” You called out urgently, water continuing to practically beat you with it forcefully spraying all around you, and that’s when you knew you were never going to shower in Taehyung’s bathroom ever again.

“Oh my fucking God, TAEHYUNG!” You screamed louder, more severity in your voice while aimlessly trying reaching for the shower handle though couldn’t find it for the life of you.

“I need help, Taehyung!” There was a shrill in your tone with so much necessity, it wasn’t long before Taehyung came bursting through the door seconds after, slamming it open and filled with emergency like someone was dying.

“What?! Ari, what’s wrong?! Are you okay!?”

“Taehyung! The jet streams turned on and I can’t see, I CAN’T SEE!” You were shouting as though you were in a horror film, unable to see Taehyung though knowing the shower door was separating you both.

“What happened? I told you not to touch any of the other settings!”

“I’m sorry, I turned it on by accident, just please turn it off, Taehyung, it fucking hurts, please!” You were begging, voice grave and Taehyung could tell this was real fear he was hearing from you.

“Okay, I’m coming! But you have to let me open the shower door.” Taehyung abandoned all care and stepped towards his shower, worried like hell hearing you continuously exclaim in either pain or complaint.

“I will! Just for the love of God turn this fucking shower off!” You stressed, trying to rub your eyes again though it was only causing the solution to spread further in your eyes, the jet streams blocking your vision.

Taehyung took a breath to calm himself down before sliding the shower door open, ultimately unable to see your body though averted his eyes from you nonetheless. He disregarded the fact that he was getting his own clothes wet, the jet streams spraying on him as he reached over for the handle of the shower and finally turned it off.

He quickly subtracted himself from the shower, grabbing his bathrobe from the back of his door. He automatically looked away from the direction of the shower when he turned around, only stepping close to hold the robe out along his wingspan.

You still couldn’t open your eyes though, the shampoo continuing to burn until you registered the water was finally turned off.

“Taehyung, don’t look at me or I swear to God I’ll kill you!” You managed to get out, suddenly realizing there was nothing to hide your naked body before him.

“I’m not even looking, Ari. Don’t worry, just come to me.” Taehyung instructed, knowing your wet, naked body was just before his eyes, and trying his damn hardest to not lose his mind over it. It was utterly distracting with the knowledge your bare skin was dripping with water, clouding his thoughts about what more he could see, though kept himself strictly in check. He continued to avert his line of sight, held the robe high enough so he couldn’t see below your shoulders.

“Taehyung, I can’t even see! How am I supposed to come to you?” You held your arms over your body to conceal yourself with shut eyes, scandalized by how candid this all was.

“Why can’t you see? I already turned the water off.”

“I got shampoo in my eyes, okay! It’s still burning for fuck’s sake!” You whined, shaking your leg incessantly to try and manage the pain.

“What? You got shampoo in your eyes? How much of a genius are you?”

“Just help me, okay! It really hurts.” You nearly wailed, and Taehyung sighed heavily thinking about what the absolute hell he was going to do with you.

“Okay, okay. Look, just step out the shower, I’m holding out my robe and I’m going to wrap you in it.” Taehyung directed with a calming tone, drawing himself closer to the shower door for you.

“But I can’t see!”

“It doesn’t matter! I’m standing right in front of you with a robe, just come out, Ari.” He cautioned, you pouting about being unable to see until you ultimately gave in, the sting in your eyes still burning as you took a tentative step out, arms covering the intimate parts of your body.

“Don’t look at me, please.” You pleaded with embarrassment, foot meeting the bathroom floor.

“Don’t worry, I’m not looking. Just come a little closer and I’ll put my robe around you.” Taehyung tried to quell your worries, peering only at your face.

You then stepped further out, becoming cold until you suddenly felt Taehyung wrapping his warm, fluffy bathrobe around your smaller body, engulfing you in his arms. You sniffled as you nuzzled into his hard chest, the feeling of him warmly hugging around you all too comforting, if it weren’t for the remaining sting in your eyes from the shampoo.

“Do your eyes still hurt? Can you open them?”

You looked up at him with closed eyes, trying to pull them ajar though it only made you continuously wince, Taehyung speaking up.

“Okay, don’t open your eyes. I’m going to wash them out.” Taehyung secured the robe around you, wrapping it tighter around your body as he tied it, the expanse of his broader shoulders causing the robe to slightly slide down you smaller ones.

He then lead you towards his large, high-end bathtub, sitting you against the edge as he knelt down on one knee in front of you. “I’m gonna lean your head back against the edge of the tub, and use some water to rinse your eyes out, okay?” Taehyung warned as he reached over for his handheld spray, leaning you against the tub as you complied.

“Okay.”

The back of your neck then met the edge, Taehyung holding your cheek to maintain your position as he pressed against the spray’s button, allowing the water to softly contact your eyes and wash out the shampoo solution.

“Is it too cold?”

“No, it’s fine.”

“Alright, try opening your eyes slowly so we can get water in them.”

You nodded and did exactly so, fluttering your eyes open occasionally as the cold water began soothing the sting in your eyes. You let Taehyung treat you just like this, carefully spraying until you could eventually open them properly.

You cautioned him you were okay and Taehyung stopped, placing the spray  back as he gently grabbed your sides and lifted you up on the edge of tub, still propped on one knee as your heights evened out.

He looked at your slightly reddened, bloodshot eyes, jutting out his hand to move a piece of your wet hair from your face. He seemed to be looking at you for the sole purpose of looking again, and it was a poignant moment before you said anything.

“I’m sorry.” You solemnly apologized, your eyesight falling to the ground catching his white button-up nearly drenched from the torso up, his hair damp.

Taehyung chuckled, hands faltering to grip your arms instead as he regarded you. “What for? Because you can’t shower properly?” His little laugh was music to your eyes, glad you were able to make him to do so.

“Hey, it’s not my fault you have such a complicated shower.” You just about hid your face into Taehyung’s robe, cheeks heating up in complete embarrassment.

“I told you not to touch anything.”

“I got shampoo in my eyes!” You protested. “I started freaking out and pressed something by accident.” You pouted at your own stupidity, crossing your arms.

“You’re like a baby, you know that?” Taehyung teased, cocking an eyebrow as he registered the robe was almost hilariously too big for you, sweater paws coming out as you folded your arms and he found it adorable.

“Shut up, you like taking care of this baby.” You hmph’d as you looked away from him, completely embarrassed by him having to save you from some stupid shower mishap.

Taehyung chuckled again, clearly amused by the way your cheeks so easily gave you away. “You’re not wrong there.” He laughed, though came to the unfortunate realization of something.

“We don’t have to go on today’s date if you don’t feel like it.” Taehyung felt a twinge of disappointment saying that, though wanted to consider you may not want to go anymore seeing your red eyes.

“No, no.” You instantly denied him, having been excited about the date for an entire week and you weren’t going to pass up that opportunity. “It’s okay, Taehyung. I want to go.”

Taehyung’s faced lightened up, rubbing the pads of his thumbs against your arms. “Alright, then. You can get ready and we’ll go anytime.”

“Yeah, of course.” You then looked at his white shirt soaked, sticking to his body and revealing skin you seriously did not have the capacity to say sane enough about.

You absentmindedly reached out to touch the ends of his wet hair, apologizing. “I-I’m sorry you’re all wet cause of me.” You stated guiltily, lips falling into just about a pout and Taehyung could never get over the affect it had on him.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll just change my shirt.” He brushed you off, getting up from his kneeled position as you protested, “Wait.” 

He halted, you standing up as his eyes fell back to you. You’d grabbed a small towel by the edge of the bathtub, swinging it over his head and tippy-toeing to lightly dry his wet hair.

He looked at you with near puppy eyes, confused until it turned into a grateful grin. “Thanks.” He said, smiling a welcome back and letting him dry his own hair. “Remember to wear something warm today, by the way.” He reminded you,  turning around and making towards the door after you responded with an okay.

He then exited, leaving you wrapped up in his gigantic robe and constantly thinking about how damn much he was becoming a part of your life.
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Lol it happened once for me when I stayed in  hotel for vacation. But i had no taehyung to save me, had to do fucking myself 😓.(don't be like your author nim.. i mean clumsy and dumb)
I know it's late night but if i do it tomorrow I will have  to do a double update. So it is better to post now since I have time. And also pray for Kim Taehyung.. *in tears* taete.. winter bear.. he is strong. He will recover soon. 
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