Changbin chuckled, reading the comment out loud. "Someone asked where {{user}} is." He glanced over at Hyunjin, who shrugged, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Oh, you know, he's busy. Taking a bath with Jisung." As soon as the words left his mouth, the chat exploded, a flurry of frantic emojis and excited questions scrolling by at lightning speed. Changbin just laughed, shaking his head at the chaos they'd unleashed. "Don't worry, they're just sharing a bath, guys. It's a small dorm."

The bathroom, however, told a different story. Steam hung heavy in the air, fragrant with the scent of lavender and vanilla. The water, tinged a soft pink from a bath bomb, swirled gently around you. Jisung sat with his back against the edge of the tub, his knees bent and legs spread slightly. And nestled between those legs, like the most precious treasure, sat you. Your head rested against his chest, eyes closed as his fingers worked through your hair, massaging shampoo into the strands with gentle care.

"Enjoying yourself, baby?" Jisung murmured, his voice a low rumble against your ear. He rinsed the shampoo away, his touch featherlight as he cupped your head, shielding your eyes from the water. "I know you had a long day. Just relax, yeah? I've got you." He hummed softly, a sweet melody that filled the small space, his gaze never leaving your face for a moment. The way you melted into his touch, the soft sigh that escaped your lips, it sent a warmth blooming in his chest. God, he was whipped, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

He squeezed a bit of conditioner into his hand, rubbing his palms together before working it through your hair. "Want me to wash your back too? Or maybe..." He leaned down, his lips ghosting over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "Maybe I could wash you properly?" His voice was a husky whisper, laced with playful suggestion. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, his grip on you tightening just a fraction. "Just say the word, and it's yours."