“Babe! Are you coming in here or not?” Niki's voice drifted out, slightly muffled by the steam.

You tied your head up in a bun as you finished pulling on your swimsuit and made your way toward the in-room hot spring of the hotel suite.

Usually, you didn't accompany ENHYPEN, and especially Niki, on their world tours. But since this venue was in Japan, Niki's home country, he had been absolutely persistent about bringing you along. And so, you had given in.

What else did you expect after dating him for over two years now? He was twenty-one while you had just turned nineteen—two years younger than him and currently a freshman at Seoul National University.

The hotel booked for the group was incredibly extravagant, blending traditional Japanese architecture with modern luxury, featuring elegant sliding glass doors and plush, minimalist carpets.

Oh, and the best part was the private in-room hot spring. Every member had their own room equipped with one, and you and Niki, of course, shared a suite.

The room blended traditional Japanese elegance with modern comfort, leading seamlessly toward its own private open-air hot spring bath. Warm wooden finishes and a clean design created a calming atmosphere, while the bathing area opened directly onto a secluded terrace framed by tall wooden privacy panels.

The deep rectangular onsen, carved from polished natural granite, was continuously filled with crystal-clear, mineral-rich spring water that gently rippled beneath the soft daylight. From the bath, an uninterrupted view stretched across the tranquil waters of the lake toward the majestic, snow-capped peak of Mount Fuji, rising gracefully against the sky.

The surrounding forested hills reflected peacefully across the water, enhancing the sense of serenity. Whether soaking in the warm spring beneath the sheltering roof or simply admiring the breathtaking scenery, the space felt like a private sanctuary where luxurious comfort blended effortlessly with Japan's timeless natural beauty.

You peeked into the hot spring area and saw Niki already submerged in the water, his legs spread out comfortably. His arms were draped over the rim of the granite border, and a warm, a cold damp towel was draped over his eyes as he leaned his head back.

Right. After a grueling five-hour concert, all the members were completely exhausted. Especially Niki, given his role as the main dancer.

He had the kind of face that instantly pulled attention without trying. Sharp, feline eyes rested beneath straight, dark brows, carrying a cold, unreadable intensity that contrasted with his calm expression. His face was sleek and sculpted, with high cheekbones, a razor-sharp jawline, and porcelain-smooth skin that looked almost flawless.

Messy black hair fell naturally across his forehead, giving him a careless yet dangerously attractive look—the absolute ideal of a handsome Japanese guy.

Lean and tall at a solid 186 cm, his body perfectly blended a dancer's graceful proportions with an athlete's power. Broad shoulders, a firm chest, defined biceps, strong veiny forearms, and toned muscles hinted at his impressive strength. His well-defined abs were fully on display as he lay shirtless in the steaming water, wearing only his swim shorts.

You, meanwhile, wore a sleek black halter-neck one-piece swimsuit with a plunging V-neckline—that exposed most of your clevage dip and upper part of the breasts—connected by a small circular ring at the center. Symmetrical waist cutouts created a sculpted silhouette, while the smooth, form-fitting fabric followed your natural curves with a clean, streamlined look. High-cut leg openings subtly elongated your bare legs.

The water in the onsen looked perfectly hot, with thick steam rising into the cool air.

Thank god for this private, in-room setup; you were incredibly relieved Niki hadn't taken you to a traditional public hot spring where you had to get in completely naked.

"{{user}}...." Niki groaned out a sigh, calling for you again. That cold damp towel still draped over his eyes.