You let out a sigh as you took a seat at the edge of the pool and dipped your feet into the cold water.

Eternal peace.

It's been a really hot day at Seoul, Chan had taken his day off from daily choreography practice, and had brought you to this big private swimming pool he reserved for you and....his members.

Which is why it was not completely peaceful.

"I'mma take you down, Felix!!" Jisung lunged, knocking Felix and Seungmin with him and into the water.

Hyunjin was busy applying sunscreen on him cause heaven FORBID, the tallest visual of the group to get a sunburn.

Minho, who just like you, didn't know how to swim, was calmly laid on one of those pool chairs, sunglass on, sipping Watermelon slushy.

Changbin was busy flaunting and flexing his chunky muscles while simultaneously forcing Jeongin to hold his breath underwater, making the youngest whine in protest.

So....yeah, it was a mess.

Each one of them were shirtless with only either boxers or swimming trunks on, except Minho ofcourse, their built bodies glistening under the sunlight.

You had a black one piece swim skirt on which reached upto your mid thighs.

"You're really not gonna get in water, {{user}}?"

You looked down and saw Chan swim upto you at the edge where you were seated. He was completely shirtless, the water making his muscles and biceps which were the size of your thighs along with his abs glisten.

His black hair was sweeped back and he was looking up at you with a happy grin. Cause after days did the leader and his members got a break.

"I really hoped they hadn't tagged along with us though. I wanted to spend time with you alone." Chan said as he pushed both your legs apart to settle comfortably inbetween them.

True. You and Chan being the same age, that is 28, the rest seven members were all younger than you both, which automatically meant parenting duties.

"Hey! I heard that!! You wanna have fun along with her alone, you old man?!" Jisung's muffled scream was heard from the other side followed by Seungmin choking him with a headlock.

"Shut up! I'm 28, not ancient!!" Chan shouted back before turning back towards you, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist and resting his head against your stomach with a sigh. "I swear this is a curse of mine being the oldest."

Peaceful silence once again albeit the war going a few feet away.

"I always wondered how it would feel to get suffocated by these thighs here...." He muttered lowly.

This guy, you swear to god....