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Posted 10/29/21

Swimming? I mean I'm totally on board with the idea of seeing them in as bare minimum of clothing as possible, but it was such an abrupt, out of the blue suggestion that I felt like I almost got whiplash from the conversation change.

"I'll get things ready." Jungkook's immediate elation breaks me out of my brief reverie. Something warms up inside of me when he offers me a sweet smile that seems to echo his enthusiasm. "Why don't you go ahead and change? I can have the swimming pool set up by the time you get down."

I get lost in his purple eyes for a moment as they shimmer with excitement, and I can't help but wonder about the reason behind the excitement. I mean it's possible that he really loves swimming, but is it wrong if I hope that he is also simply as eager to see me in a swimsuit as I am to see them all?

A sudden influx of lust infiltrates the air, and I turn in the direction toward the source. Hoseok eyes me up and down. The heated look in his vibrant green eyes has warmth pooling in my core. Well, at least I know someone is enticed by the prospect. Not that I'm surprised by the fact that it's Hoseok.

I divert my eyes and notice all of the others seem to be looking at me expectantly. Oh yeah. I was supposed to be going upstairs and getting changed. So, I quickly run off to do that before I get lost in one of the others' expressions.

When I get to my room I have to remember where I placed the one and only swimsuit I currently owned. I don't even really know what had me packing it. Or was I the one to pack it to begin with? I mean it could have been Namjoon or Hoseok I suppose, and that possibility sort of made more sense to me since I had no clue there was a possibility I would be swimming during my stay.

I pulled it out and found myself frowning. I'm bewildered by the fact that just as much as I wanted to see them in their trunks I found myself equally desiring to show off as much as my toned body to them as well. I took pride in my body, and despite relying on glamoured versions of myself I was happy with the silhouette my figure created. Too bad my only bathing suit is a one piece. Not a bikini.

I shrug my shoulders in acceptance before I remove my clothing and put the garment in question on. The swimsuit fits me perfectly. The neckline of the swimsuit is a deep v that splits the upper bodice perfectly in half and stops only about an inch (2.54 cm) above the bottom of my breastbone. It exposes quite a bit of cleavage due to how long the v dips, but the cups perfectly mold to my C+ shape and the space between the fabric only shows off hints of the inner swells of my breasts. The torso of the garment is made to have naturally formed creases due to the way the seam is sewed together on either side of the panel of cloth. The fabric creates a flattering ruched effect that had I been retaining water would camouflage that fact due to the design. On either of my sides there is a long wide strip of lace about 1 ½ inches thick (3.81 cm) and starts just below the underswell of my breasts and runs all the way to the bottom of the garment. Next to the deep v neck, it is probably the most risque part of the garment due to the fact my ivory toned flesh is the only thing that appears beneath the lace.

After putting on the bathing suit I find myself struggling to decide what to do next. I didn't really want to go down there in just my bathing suit. I wasn't exactly shy about my body, but parading around in that alone just didn't sit right with me. I found myself flipping through my closet in search of something to slip over myself, before I had even fully registered the decision to do so. Luckily, I stumbled across a cute ivory colored summer dress that I don't remember ever purchasing. Huh. Not sure where this came from, but it would work out perfectly as a coverup. I slip that over my head and make a last minute decision to grab a towel from the bathroom before I head downstairs.

As I grow nearer to the staircase leading me to the dynamic dungeon I find myself growing confused by the sound of rushing water. Not the simple sound of a showerhead running, but something far more pronounced than that. My befuddled curiosity has me rushing down the stairs before I fully process the movement. I can't help the gasp in surprise at the scene before me. When Jungkook mentioned a swimming pool of course my brain conjured up a generic rectangular shape. This was nowhere near what I had imagined. The outside shape is sort of an infinity symbol, or at least a lopsided one. I guess it's more accurate to say it's composed of one small rounded shape butting up against a much larger one fitted together side by side. At the end of the large portion is a rocky cliff and the rushing water I heard is thanks to the small waterfall rushing down the side of it into the water below. The edge of most of the pool is decorated by rocky looking bricks which give the pool more of a natural body of water vibe. There are also other large rocks inlaid with water spouts shooting what is meant to look like smaller waterfalls. I'm guessing that the falling water acts as a replacement to the jets that pools typically have. The only way I see to walk in the water is near the smaller shaped circle, which I understand immediately is the shallow end. At the edge of water, once again adding to the natural vibe, is an almost organic looking small sandy beach. Wow. He certainly outdid himself.

As if my thoughts have conjured up the Demon-Púca his voice infiltrates my dazed appreciation. "What do you think?"

I turn toward him and find myself with a new view to fully appreciate. I'd like to say I still focused on his face first, but apparently my eyes had a mind of their own as they traveled over the bare terrain of his toned chest. The plush flesh of my lower lip finds itself in between my teeth as my heated gaze attempts to record the topography of his chest to memory. I was almost exact with my guess regarding his skin tone. His ivory tone was contrasted with light beige notes here and there, but I didn't expect the more honey-like ones similar to the ones that highlight Hoseok's face hinting all over his skin as well. I didn't expect him to be muscular, and yet I still find myself unsurprised by the defined tone of his abdominals. "Beautiful." The word trips from my mouth of its own accord, but luckily Jungkook misinterprets my meaning behind the adjective.

"Yes, I think I outdid myself this time." My eyes are drawn up to his confident smile, and before they can betray me and drop lower once again a body comes between us.

I mentally gasp at the visual terrain in front of me now. "Be careful. Your Pride is showing." I'm surprised the owner of the voice is Seokjin. I definitely never expected him to have such wide shoulders, nor did I expect to become immediately enamored with them. I was mostly on point with his skin tone also, although he too surprisingly has a few honey toned shades here and there. Then I fully registered what he said to Jungkook.

Why did he seem to put heavy emphasis on the word 'pride?' I sincerely don't know why that stuck out to me so I just simply disregard it and take a moment to look around the room once more. Obviously when I first entered I had been too enraptured with the pool to notice that Seokjin was here already.

Namjoon comes out from behind one of the scattered rocks with the small waterfalls. I'm guessing he had been kneeling beside it since he seemed to rise above it. "This one here isn't working properly, Jungkook." He announces with a wince.

"Maybe you shouldn't have messed with it then." Hoseok's voice is filled with teasing mirth, only I feel like I missed the joke. Granted, I am still too busy in my current perusal of Namjoon's golden hued skin to give him my full attention right now.

My eyes specifically seem to zero in on his arms. I never realized that arms could be sexy until this moment, and yet due Namjoon's rippled definition I definitely find myself immediately coming to terms with how aroused the sight of his arms are making me.

I make a bad move to skirt my attention away from his arms and my gaze lands on Hoseok. Shit. I knew there was a reason that women can't seem to keep their hands off of him. The toasted honey tone was the predominant hue to his skin, and the darker tones that added contrasting shadows still echoed that honey tone somehow. I couldn't help but map out the smooth terrain of his skin with my eyes. He wasn't as rippled as Jungkook, and his arms weren't as defined as Namjoon. Yet, his body still had muscle tone and its own kind of beauty that I found exceptionally appealing.

On quiet feet Jimin and Yoongi entered behind him. Apparently I was wrong about both of their skin tones too.

There was no pinkish hue to Jimin's skin. It was more similar to Jungkook's with the ivory hue and light beige lowlights; there were no pink hues here and there like I had expected. His body tone is similar to Hoseok's except he has slightly more tone to his abdomen, and I find myself especially drawn to the divot of his pelvis and how he almost has a feminine curve to his hips. Wait. No, that's not a feminine curve to his hips. The curve I thought was attributed to his hip bones had more to do with how defined his glutes were. I didn't want to get caught staring, but I am pretty sure if his trunks weren't so baggy I would find myself ogling his backside without thought.

Yoongi's skin is beautiful. I was right about the alabaster skin, but his skin tone is the one with the pink hue added to it. It's mostly noticeable at his joints: arms, knees, and knuckles. His definition is subtle compared to the others, however that doesn't make it any less appealing. If anything I find myself especially drawn to his moonlight skin.

"You can't exactly swim in that dress, Ever." Hoseok frowns at the garment in question.

"Technically, I could swim in it." I find myself arguing back. "It would probably become heavy, but I bet I could still manage it."

"I'm not coming downstairs until you ditch the dress." Taehyung's voice comes from the stairs above.

Suddenly I find myself feeling parched. I find a bottle of water in my hand before I can ask for one, and find myself surprised that it was Yoongi that handed it to me. I of course expected Jimin simply because of his empathic abilities.

"Thanks." I offer him a soft smile. He doesn't quite reciprocate, yet there is still softness to his cheeks that wasn't there before.

I take a quick drink, and once I feel hydrated again I sit the bottle down on the ground. I take a deep breath before peeling the dress up and over my head. I didn't need to hear the varying noises of appreciation to tell me that the six of them currently here were definitely enjoying the way the suit fit. The lust pouring off them in waves was able to do that on its own.

I find myself distracted from their appreciation by the sound of footfalls on the stairs. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't the one I was the most curious about. He was the most unique and that made him the biggest mystery. What person wouldn't find themselves beguiled by that fact alone?

I take a moment to first appreciate the dark tawny hue of his skin, and the amount of it currently on display. The deep v on either side of his pelvis literally makes me salivate, and he too has a roundness to his hips that I realize can also be attributed to solid glutes. As for the scales decorating his skin, he has rows of small triangular patches lining up underneath his collarbone as well as running across his abdomen from his sides. I'd guess they are probably running along every other rib, but I can't be certain.

I find myself especially drawn to his collarbone, and not just because of the scattering row of scales underneath it. No, there is something sexy about that protruding part of his anatomy, and I can't completely make sense of it. Despite the scales I find myself yearning to trail my fingertips along the jutting edge. I wouldn't mind pecking a line of kisses against it either.

I'm shocked when every single one of them seems to stiffen after that thought passes through my mind. If it weren't for how quick they froze I would almost think that Jimin might have passed that thought along, but obviously that can't be the case since there was no pause between my thought and their reaction.

"Um. I thought we were supposed to be swimming." I find myself announcing in order to release the stiff tension in the air.  

A/N:  You'll find links to the resource for the pool and Everleigh's outfit in the comments section to each photo.

Secondly, gosh I hate to do this.  It hurts me to disappoint anyone but let me start by explaining why.

This week has been awful for me.  Really really awful, in the scary health variety.  If you follow me you probably already know this, but I am going to reiterate it anyway for those that don't.

On Monday night I checked into the ER due to the fact I was concerned I might have contracted pneumonia, or even COVID.  Neither was true.  Instead, they discovered a small blood clot on my lung.  I'm scared not just because of the blood thinners I am now on, but also because of the mortality rate regarding something like this.  

I also overexerted my right arm the other day (dominate arm), and honestly it's really hard to type right now.  

Because of both of these things I have decided to take a couple months break from posting every week.  That doesn't mean I won't post at all.  My plan is for every 5 chapters I have written I will post a chapter, at least until that two months is up.

So, this could potentially be my last chapter this year.  I'm hoping the two months will provide some healing for both my arm and my lung.  I'll still check in wattpad at least once a day.  I hope you all can understand.