"are you sure you want me to do this? i mean, i've never done this before—"

your voice came out hesitant, quiet enough that it almost got lost in the soft hum of the bathroom fan. sunghoon effortlessly lifted you onto the counter, settling you right in front of him. his hands rested securely on your waist, thumbs brushing slow circles against your skin as if to calm your nerves.

he smiled, the kind that always seemed to melt away any worry.

"positive" he spoke out with a grin.

he gently tilted your chin up so your gaze met his, his touch careful but steady. a towel was slung low around his hips, droplets of water still clinging to his skin from his shower. reaching past you, he grabbed his razor and shaving cream from the cabinet, the scent of his aftershave already lingering in the air.

“besides,” he teased, leaning in just close enough for his nose to brush yours, “if you mess up, i’ll still be handsome.”

you rolled your eyes, flustered, but your lips curved into a smile anyway as he handed you the razor.