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The bath is large, enough for at least three people to fit comfortably - this used to be a love hotel, after all.
The water is warm, not too hot, the perfect temperature for his old bones, and it smells lovely thanks to the bath bomb purchased by Junho, shaped like a white flower and that made the water sparkle and smell like a ripe fruit. Gihun it's not an experts of smells but he could swear that there's pomegranate in it.
He sighs and stretches his body, sore after a day spent training in hand to hand combat, before resting against the bathtub. He really hopes he will never be involved in a physical fight, he's not a trained soldier and he sucks at throwing punches like the training session against Junho has demonstrated. Ah but enough of that for today: now it's time to rest. And possibly enjoy this time of relaxation.
He turns his head towards the line up of different scented shampoos and conditioners - another gift from Junho - and chooses the ones that compliments the scent of the bath bomb the most and washes his hair. While he lets the conditioner work on his hair he takes one of the battles of soap, the one vanilla scented - again, Junho - and cleans his body, washing away the day and all the fatigue.
He takes a deep breath, inhaling the fruity scent of the water, before submerging himself. He stays still, floating, any sound dampened by the water, surrounded by warmth; a primal calmness fills his body, something older than him, older than anything. After a few minutes he has to reemerge; he finds Junho leaning against a nearby wall, arms crossed in front of his chest, looking at him.
He should feel more surprised.
"I knocked before entering," Junho says as if to justify himself, cheeks dusted with red, "You weren't answering."
"I'm trying to relieve some stress from today," Gihun replies, water dripping from his hair into his eyes. He rubs them, careful, before speaking, "You really did a number on me today."
Junho smirks: "You are getting better."
"You even mock me after throwing me on the ground a dozen times?"
"I'm being honest, considering your age you are doing great."
"Aish, you punk," Gihun throws some water at him, not minding the now wet floor. Junho laugh, avoiding most of the water by taking a few steps back.
"Why are you here?" Gihun asks after a few beats of silence.
Junho rubs his head, sheepish: "Wanted to... Check on you."
Gihun hums. He almost believes him. Or, better: he does believe him, but he knows that this is not the only reason his... companion is here, in the bathroom with him right now.
His companion. That's a way to put it after last night.
"I'm okay, just sore," Gihun says, them looks at Junho, "You didn't shower yet."
"Oh yeah, I stayed practicing some more after you left. Now... Now I'll go then."
Gihun sighs and scoots forwards, looking at Junho eloquently. Junho blinks, surprised by the boldness of that silent request, then he smirks and starts undressing himself with a youthful haste. He's almost cute.
Gihun can't help but smile when Junho sighs, pleased, as he enters into the bathtub sitting behind him.
"Is the water okay?"
"Perfect," Junho rests his chin on his shoulder and inhales, smirking, "You used the stuff I gave you."
Gihun blushes: "I-It's just the first thing I grabbed," he replies, cheeks getting even redder as Junho's arms surround his waist. He closes his eyes when he starts moving them left and right, slowly, as if to lull him, and he gets a bit sleepy quite fast.
"Can I wash you hair?" Junho asks, his voice low. Gihun nods, sighing when the hot water hits his head and the other's fingers massage his scalp. When he's done, Gihun is even more sleepy.
Junho returns to their previous position, tracing lazy patterns on his stomach, hesitating near the scar on his abdomen. He doesn't ask. He didn't last night either. Gihun rests his head on his shoulder and closes his eyes.
"You can sleep," Junho murmurs, placing a small kiss on his neck.
Warm, surrounded by the sweet scent of ripe fruits, resting against Junho - the closest he has been to another person in years - Gihun does just that. From experience, he knows that the nightmares won't come when he's with him.