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I'm not even a bit nervous or uncomfortable as we stepped inside the bathroom. Everything is as I remember it: a circular, vintage bathtub at the center of the room, a shower area, adjoining door to Baekhyun's closet, overly wide sink and everything personal.

The air is again filled with a sweet scent of vanilla with a tinge of strawberry. It is the smell that reminds be of Baekhyun. He would always smell like that even if he's sweating or tired. It's something natural. Something intoxicating.

I walked towards a wide mirror which covers a wall completely. Through the reflection in front of me, I could see Baekhyun preparing the tub, a glass jar of body milk in one hand. He sat on one edge and he started pouring milk and soap in the water while humming a song I don't recognize.

"Need some help?" I called out as I started to remove my shirt.

Baekhyun glanced at my direction, he smiled but shook his head in answer. "I'm doing fine." he said and he returned his glance at the tub.

The shirt I was wearing went to the floor in an instant and it was later joined by my jeans and boxers. It is obvious that Baekhyun is trying hard not to turn his glance at me and I caught him twist his body so he's completely looking away. I looked myself over.

Okay. I don't look that bad.

I sighed, finally turning away from the mirror. "Ready, Baek?"

Baekhyun winced and he's still not looking. "W-what?"

I have to grin. "I'm talking about the water, baby." I started to walk towards him and as if sensing my approach, Baekhyun turned to me. His eyes lingered on my face for a while before it slowly traveled south. With a shiver, Baekhyun stared back into my eyes, his face flushed a deep red.

"It's..." He choked. "I-it's... hot."

"What?" I chuckled. "I thought you like the it warm? Wait, are we talking about the water here?" I added and he squirmed, making me purse my lips to stifle another laugh.

Baekhyun swallowed and he reached for the collar of his shirt, pulling on it. "Warm? Yes. It's warm. Not hot." he forced a laugh and it turned out shaky. "You heard me wrong." He slowly placed the soap and milk on the floor with his hands all trembling and hesitant. So adorable.

When I reached him, I held out a hand. "Come here." I whispered and the gentleness of my voice made Baekhyun relax, his tensed shoulders drooping to that natural posture of his. His eyes are hesitant when he met mine and I gave a small, encouraging smile. "Here." I gestured to my hand with my eyes and Baekhyun slowly took it, returning a smile of his own.

I slowly pulled him to his feet and as he stood there in front of me, blushing and nervous, I realized how I never want him away again. He looks so wonderful in the simplest pair of clothes in his wardrobe. And he looks perfect under my palms and eyes.

"I'll help you take this off." I whispered, my voice ragged and hoarse.

Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "Whatever you say." he muttered as he raised both his hands, letting me pull off his shirt and over his head. I threw the material to the floor and Baekhyun continued undressing himself, throwing me playful glances once in a while. To feed myself some surprise, I turned away just when Baek started lowering his shorts and I stepped into the tub, immediately feeling the warmth relax my tired muscles.

Slowly, I submerged myself under the white liquid until I couldn't see myself chest down. I groaned in pleasure when the water calmed my body and I squeezed my eyes shut, resting my head back over the edges of the tub. For a second, I forgot Baekhyun is still not with me in the tub and I was reminded by a gentle tap on my face.

"Hey." he whispered and when I opened my eyes, Baekhyun's face is a few inches from mine. "I thought you fell asleep already." He bit his lip, giggling as he pulled back.

I chuckled and was about to give a humorous reply when I realized he's naked.

And the words just died in my throat.

I tried to think straight when he pulled one of his milky white legs over the tub and into the water. I tried to realize what's happening when he ran one slender hand over the curve of his waist, wiping some beads of sweat. I tried to calm my being as he trailed a finger along his collar bone. When he ran a hand through his brown hair, I think my heart suddenly stopped beating. I tried to subconsciously slap myself as I stared at Baekhyun's present state.

I think I will never have a word for how beautiful he is.

"Mind if I sit between your legs?" Baekhyun muttered, watching me with a shy look.

Oh my god. He's gorgeous.

I swallowed and nodded. I know I'm shaking. I'll get over it.

"S-sure." I breathed and Baekhyun smiled as he slowly settled between my thighs. I felt his flawless back press against my chest and I never felt something so smooth in my entire life. His skin feels softer than milk and silk. This is crazy.

We remained quiet for a while and it gave me more time to get over my feelings. We're both naked, skin to skin and under the tub. No one's around. It's just the two of us and the silence of the night. I should feel aroused by now, I should grab him and kiss him and take him then and there.

But that would be Park "Jerk and Asshole" Chanyeol and I am never a jerk and an asshole when it comes to Byun Baekhyun. He is someone I am bound to respect, love and cherish. He is someone I am bound to take good care of. He is someone meant for my heart and for my love.

He is for me alone.

With those thoughts in mind, I sighed and gently kissed Baekhyun's shoulder. I felt him giggle under me and I took his hand under the water, intertwining our fingers. "Do you have the slightest idea how beautiful you are?" I whispered, my breath brushing his skin and ear.

Baekhyun tilted his head so he could look at me. "I could ask the same to you." he whispered back. He leaned into me just enough until I could feel his lips hovering over mine. His breath smells of mint and strawberry. Damn. How could he smell this good?

My hand traveled to his waist, pulling him closer. "So your ex-fiance is back." my voice dropped to a husky whisper and I eyed Baekhyun playfully, none of us daring to pull back. I could still feel his lips against mine and I don't want it any inch away.

I felt him smirk. "Does that bother you, hm?" His voice suddenly sounds so sexy it sent my mind buzzing for a second. Baekhyun could do that and I don't even know how.

"I'm taller," I chuckled, caressing his waist under the water. "And sexier."

Baekhyun bit his lip, giggling. "Oh, I'm sure you are." He gave me a kiss, a lingering one. I kissed him back for a few seconds before we both pulled back, grinning at each other. Baekhyun rested his head on my shoulder and I just pulled him closer, never daring to pull back. I propped my chin on his shoulder, kissing his ear and neck.

"Do you know why Mom likes you?" I asked and Baekhyun tilted his head to my direction.

He shrugged. "No. Why?"

"Because you're prettier than her." I chuckled and Baekhyun laughed with me. He slapped my thigh with his free hand, giggling as he shook his head in amusement.

"You're mean." he said. His laughs sound like music.

I let out a laugh. "I was kidding." I grinned. "But she told me you're prettier than the girls who were sending me gifts before." Mom really said that when we're having tea together by the balcony. I thought she was teasing me but then I came to realize she's basically telling the truth. I mean, Baekhyun is pretty. He's not handsome.

Instead of taking notice of the compliment, Baekhyun was up to talk about something else. "Sending you gifts?" he asked, his voice rising. "Who's sending you gifts?"

"Young girls." I muttered, raising his hand off the water so I could kiss his fingers. "You know, young love, puppy love, crushes." Even his fingers feel like feather. How is this even possible?

I am such a lucky man.

Baekhyun hissed. "And you take them?" There's no mistaking the challenge and fear in his voice.

"The maids love the chocolates. Gifts don't impress me." I murmured and I gave his shoulder another kiss. "But you do. You will always be impressive."

"You really think I'm beautiful?" Baekhyun suddenly asked and I was surprised to notice a tinge of sadness and hesitance in his voice. He said it too slowly that I felt like he wasn't sure whether to ask it or not.

"You are more than that, Baekhyun." I breathed. "You are not just beautiful."

What I told him is the truth. It's the whole truth.

Baekhyun shrugged and he snuggled nearer. "My parents never called me that," he whispered. "I was never good enough for them."

I am suddenly afraid I will break him so I wrapped my arms tightly around his small frame, kissing his hair and cheek. "Then you better stop listening to them," I whispered against his hair. "And listen to me because I'll forever tell you the truth."

Baekhyun sighed, nodding.

I touched his face, running my fingers against his smooth cheek. I felt him lean into my palm and I want him to feel that I would forever be here for him. That I am going nowhere.

"And you, Byun Baekhyun, is perfect."

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