you stepped out of the shower, the warmth of the water still lingering on your skin as you wrapped a towel around your body. the bathroom was steamy, and the air was thick with the scent of your body wash, a familiar comfort. seungmin was sitting on the edge of the sink, already with the blow dryer in hand, a soft smile on his face as he looked up at you. he had insisted on doing it himself, saying he wanted to take care of you in every way possible, even if it was something as simple as drying your hair.

as you sat down in front of him, he gently lifted your hair, brushing it through his fingers with surprising tenderness. the warmth of the blow dryer tickled your skin as he began drying it, his attention to detail making you feel like you were the only person in the world. the soft hum of the dryer filled the room as he carefully worked through your damp hair, making sure not to tug too harshly, each stroke of his hand delicate as if handling something precious. his focus was entirely on you, and for a moment, you couldn’t help but feel a rush of affection for him.

you closed your eyes, enjoying the soft sensation of his hands on your scalp and the quiet moments you shared together in your little sanctuary. it wasn’t about the grand gestures or the big moments—it was these simple, everyday things that made you love him even more. when he finished, he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. “all done,” he whispered, his voice warm and soothing. and just like that, you were wrapped not only in the warmth of your hair but in the quiet, loving bond you shared.