And All-Sorts-of-Things Guy #1, who fled into the bathroom, quickly turned on the shower.
“Ah, cold!”
Seonwoo Jin, who let out a pride-less scream at the gushing cold water, covered his mouth in case Jion had heard. Fortunately, no reaction was heard from outside. Seonwoo Jin sighed in relief and was about to change the temperature control lever to warm water when he glanced down at his lower half, which was rigidly expressing his mood, and stopped his hand.
…It seemed like cold water would be better than hot water to cool down his heated body.
His lower half had reacted too intensely to the member he shared a room and bed with. Seonwoo Jin reflected while being hit by the pouring cold water. No matter how much he invites me to hurry and come sleep together, lying on the bed with his arms spread open seductively, and says he wants to smell my scent because he likes it so much and sleep while smelling it, I shouldn’t react like this to a fellow member. If I do, won’t it all be discovered when I hug him to sleep?
If you lie down to sleep and your roommate is hugging you while hard down there, the atmosphere gets weird.
If he had that much awareness, he could just sleep separately, but Seonwoo Jin hadn’t yet considered the option of sleeping apart from Jion and was only admiring his own self-control and judgment. For all that, even after receiving the cold water baptism, his lower half was still tense with energy.
“First, let me…”
Seonwoo Jin stood awkwardly and pondered how to resolve his lower half that wouldn’t lose energy. Originally his plan was to relax his body with a shower, and when his lower half naturally subsided, he would come out pretending the shower took a bit long while shaking off his wet hair with a towel. Shirtless, of course.
Emphasizing his bare upper body was naturally for sex appeal. Seonwoo Jin knew very well through self-content workout video comments and mirrors how wonderful his body was. Since Jion also occasionally stroked his abs over his clothes and praised him to death saying his body was pretty, Seonwoo Jin was confident that his naked body could catch Jion’s eye.
Plus a handsome guy’s wet hair? Coming in shirtless while shaking it off with one hand? It was an unbeatable combination.
Seonwoo Jin was flustered by himself feeling sexual arousal toward Jion, but at the same time wanted to appeal his sexual charm to Jion. He didn’t know exactly what concept this was, but roughly there were too many me’s inside me and it was overflowing with peach blossom arrows or flower opening stars or something so it couldn’t be helped, anyway it felt like that.
“…Hoo.”
Seonwoo Jin thought of Jion who would be waiting for him outside. Lying on my bed… languidly opening his eyes… with that pretty voice…
‘Woojin.’
“Ugh!”
The moment he imagined Jion’s voice calling him sweetly, Seonwoo Jin squeezed his eyes shut. He had barely cooled down while getting hit with cold water, but just imagining his voice made him heat up this much.
“Ha, shit…”
I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t… but still…
Seonwoo Jin slyly grabbed the bathroom door handle and quietly twisted it, then locked it without making a sound. Like a pubescent teenager secretly locking his door from his mom, having secured a safe space, Seonwoo Jin finally relaxed and turned the shower water stronger.
—Shaaaaa…
While being hit by the waterfall-like pouring water, Seonwoo Jin entered into some independent bodily exploration for a moment. Slightly, well. While giving his wrist some snap.
I don’t know why it stands up so readily when I haven’t done anything. If only the size were a bit smaller, it wouldn’t be noticeable even when it’s up. That would be convenient.
He also had deceitful thoughts that would make men without masculinity foam at the mouth and faint.
Ah, but if it fills my hand this much, would it fill Jion’s hand quite snugly? How much do Jion’s and my hand sizes differ? If he grabs it in the middle, well, it seems like he could probably hold it all. Ah. Wait a moment.
His thoughts ran to strange places and he fell into imagining Jion touching his thing—
“Ah… kuk!”
Seonwoo Jin didn’t know he was such an imaginative person. My goodness. To go to imagining showering together with a member and giving each other handjobs. Seeing his traces stuck white on the wall, Seonwoo Jin’s face turned bright red and he hurriedly looked for cleaning supplies.
“I’m crazy. I’ve gone crazy.”
When he finished his all-nude bathroom cleaning in the middle of the night after showering and came out, fortunately Jion had already fallen asleep. He had wrapped a towel somewhat precariously around his lower half and placed another towel on his head, even practicing his pose before coming out, but he was asleep. Discovering him sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, Seonwoo Jin was disappointed for a moment, then soon relieved.
I barely calmed it down and came out, but if I’d seen him awake and waiting, I would’ve had to clean the bathroom one more time before coming out.
Seonwoo Jin calmed his mind and sat in front of the vanity. Then, in case Jion woke up, he pressed down on his hair with a dry towel to remove the moisture, and sprayed the perfume he usually sprayed often as Jion had told him to. Since it was late at night, he carefully sprayed only a very small amount so it wouldn’t be burdensome to smell in one bed.
—Spray spray.
Seonwoo Jin looked down at his body and checked once more where on his chest Jion rested his head when they slept together, where he touched when tossing and turning, and rubbed his perfume-sprayed wrist on those places.
The nape where he buries his face when first hugging, the boundary between the side and chest where he rests his forehead when asleep, and around the chest where he rests his cheek when deeply asleep…
After carefully applying fragrance to all those places, Seonwoo Jin took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling. It was mind control to not put energy there. Well, if that were something that could be done with willpower, he wouldn’t have cleaned the bathroom in the middle of the night either…
Seonwoo Jin was the type to carelessly knock over a painstakingly built tower. Seonwoo Jin carefully burrowed next to sleeping Jion, then slyly passed his arm under his pillow. Then he gently pulled the pillow so that Jion would rest his head on his arm and pillow. As the pillow he’d been resting his head on was removed, Jion reflexively leaned his head on Seonwoo Jin’s chest.
“Mmm…”
Even in his sleep, Jion reacted to the familiar scent and body temperature, tossing lightly a few times before finding the optimal position and pressing his body close. Where Jion finally buried his face was Seonwoo Jin’s chest where he’d rubbed his perfume-sprayed wrist until his skin turned red. Seonwoo Jin satisfactorily draped his arm over Jion’s back, then slyly put his knee between Jion’s knees and overlapped their legs too.
Rather than having some other sinister intention, this was closer to a safety device to secure a safe distance in case his lower half hardening during sleep was discovered. It was a worry of what if we’re hugging each other close enough for our lower bodies to press together while sleeping and I even get hard! But if he was going to worry about that, he should just use separate beds in the first place.
Affection-deficient man Seonwoo Jin, whose head didn’t work that far, was very satisfied with his safety device and comfortably closed his eyes.
“…Sleep well, Jion.”
* * *
Hayeon, who had established herself as a prominent fan account in the BNCZ fandom through a quick fandom transfer and proudly took the top spot among Jion support accounts, was happy every day these days with her fresh new oppas—or not. Moreover, through active promotion, she had even recruited her soulmate fan friend, who had overlapped with all her old oppas since becoming an adult, into this scene, and their biases, which had briefly differed during Venom, overlapped again, making them same-bias friends.
Hayeon praised her fan friend’s discerning eye.
HiJion
[I believed you’d pick our Jion in the BNCZverse]
BNCZs was the new nickname for BNCZ that the noonas, too lazy to even fix their Korean-English typing, had casually attached. Hayeon’s fan friend was a prominent figure known as a master of “na-pes”—pseudo-romance delusions between members and oneself—in the Venom scene, and the stories she spun with photos and clips added in just the right places were so immersive that even Hayeon, who didn’t bias that member, sometimes read them with a fluttering heart.
HiJion
[Are you doing pseudo again this time?]
BNCZHeroine
[Don’t call it pseudo I’m really wronged Seong Jion seduced me first you know]
HiJion
[Crazyㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]
Hayeon’s fan friend BNCZHeroine was fully prepared to do pseudo in this scene too. There were definitely fans who disliked fans who did na-pes and their harm wasn’t nonexistent, but now wasn’t the time to be picky about fans. And there were also fans who got into the fandom after seeing these pseudo stories.
Gather dust and it becomes a mountain, gather pseudo homo pure fans and toxic fans and it becomes first-tier. Hayeon, who believed it was better to catch something in searches than to shout BNCZs into the void, didn’t think badly of her friend’s fandom activities.
But there was just one thing. There was something that grated on her nerves, and that was BNCZHeroine’s profile picture.
HiJion
[But what’s your profile pic?]
BNCZHeroine
[Ah ㅎ]
BNCZHeroine’s profile picture, who said she’d picked Jion as her bias, wasn’t a solo picture of Jion. Her profile picture was of two people in a composition that Hayeon had seen dozens, hundreds of times while capturing Eungi’s vlog. Seong Jion and Seonwoo Jin.
HiJion
[It’s Seonwoo Jin?]
BNCZHeroine
[ㅎ]
At her friend’s subtle reaction, Hayeon sensed something off and became serious behind her monitor.
HiJion
[Ah wait before we start let’s sort out what needs sorting]
[Don’t tell me you’re…]
[No way right?]
[You’re not doing something uncultured like shipping Seonwoo Jin right?]
And after an uneasy silence, a meme flew over from BNCZHeroine.
BNCZHeroine
[This is my cuuuulture!]
