☆ showers

@✦ jung jaehyun the world around them felt too much of a blur for the young intoxicated witch — sooyoung's entire attention was focused on the man against her body; on the heat that was making her clothes too hot, too suffocating for her to even wear. she would not even care if others saw. she let herself be guided on, let him take control for now. her arms s around his neck, fingers entangling with the dark locks of his hair. soft muffled moans sounded in between their lips, tongues dancing in a seductive tune that seemed to play at her ears, enticing her more and more. his slight touches burned. his voice was low and almost inaudible, but she heard them loud and clear. for a moment, she wondered how she should address him — by his name or should she call him, 'sir' instead?

she did not get to ponder on it more before she bit his bottom lip softly as she felt his hand on her thigh, let her leg hook up against his hip. her toes slowly curled when his touch moved along her skin, and never had she ever really wanted to have her clothes removed. she leaned her head against the wall as he broke the kiss, and his name fell out of her lips as a gasp when she felt him on her neck this time, her sensitive skin making her shiver at the contact. she rolled her hips, moved them in sync with his own, and the friction against her clothed heat sent a low moan from her lips. her fingers tugged at his hair, pressing him more to her.

it had been too long — too long since she felt like this; since she had wanted someone this badly — and all the desires within her overflowed. a hand went to his shoulder, fingers digging onto his shirt and skin as their covered crotches touched. his name escaped her lips in the form of a soft gasp once more, and she let her hand fall to the end of his shirt, making its way inside the wet fabric, her palm running up his skin. the shirt moved up with her hand, exposing his toned torso to the cold air that filled the rather small space they were at. "take it off," she murmured, her hand stopping just below his chest.

once more of his skin was exposed, she ran her tongue over her bottom lip before she leaned, her warm breath brushing over the area between the shoulder and the neck. she parted her lips and kissed his neck, feathery and might almost be ticklish, leaving a trail of small kisses until she bit on his skin, hard enough to bruise, and swirling her tongue over the area. she made sure that it would be dark enough for it to remain for a few days — even if he were not to remember anything, or believe that this had truly happened between them, it would be a reminder — it was /her/ mark, and she would have fun watching him react to this fact.

[] cRIes i tRIED MY BESt

@✧ park sooyoung “tonight, you’re mine.” the words seemed to glaze over jaehyun’s conscious and he was pulled into the kiss. her lips were a sickly sweet, and so soft as they press to his lips. jaehyun doesn’t even realize when he exhales the breath he was holding, or the way his body moves again, to press against her through the socercy that held his own reluctance prisoner. jaehyun wasn’t actively thinking anymore, instead turned over into this mindless dreamer with a growing lust for the petite fairy in his arms.

it felt good. the water cascaded down on them, warm and soothing, but too warm for the heavy layers they wore. he turns the tables slowly, first pushing off the wall then shifting his weight as he turns; a hand holds the back of her head to cushion is as he presses her into the tiled wall. even in his inebriated state, he had half the mind to pull the shower curtain’s closed. privacy with her. inhale. exhale. lips move feverishly. teeth graze skin. his head tips to one side to deepen the lip lock, and he feels this heady rush as his hand lands on her hip. something along the lines of “all the things i could do,” escapes his lips in a small murmur lost upon her addictive lips. god, he hadn’t had anything like this.

ever.

studies, books, jobs, that all fell to the wayside. that felt like it had no importance. right now what he was experiencing was vastly more important. he emits a low pleased hum against her lips as he reaches down for her thigh to hook it up against his hip, and his adventurous hand begins again: this time it’s route is up her taut thigh muscle towards the hem of the sleeveless shirt, where he teases it up with his thumb. the tip presses against her warm skin.

closer. hips push forward and jaehyun doesn’t stop to think how far they might be going. he only sees her, he only feels the want for completion: like if he doesn’t get this he won’t sleep, he won’t be able to sit still. “the things you do to me,” he breathes against her lips and jaehyun finds himself tentative as he does it: hips gently begin to move against her own, rocking to a primordial dance that spoke for itself. “fuc—k,” his breathy sigh breaks the kiss but instead he latches onto her neck with a soft mumble of her name.


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@✦ jung jaehyun to say that sooyoung was loving the effect that she currently had over the man was quite an understatement. it excited her, the way he was unable to fight against what his body desired. she saw the way he glanced at her body, and she could not help the rise of a corner of her lips. however, she breathed out a gasp once the cold water kissed her skin, rolling down her figure as the other put an arm around her. he was close, too close, and she could feel his breath mixing with her own, her lips parted in anticipation. her hands rested against his chest, and her gaze went from his eyes, trailed down his nose and onto his lips. now sooyoung had observed him a lot in this past, and she had always thought that he had such pretty tiers, the coral tint was just too tempting for her to ignore.

her breaths became slow and deep when he leaned in closer. his touch had given her chills, pleasant shivers that spread throughout her body. it was cold, the dawn was icy, and she supposed the shower would have made her feel freezing, yet she felt... hot. her body felt warm from the inside, and she wanted to touch him more — wanted him to touch her even more. skin against skin, without the wet clothes that they were wearing. his breath against her ear had her taking in a sharp, quiet inhale, and for a brief moment, she wondered if this was still simply the effect of the delicacies he had eaten earlier; if this was one of the side effects other than the sleep walking portion — and another part of her wondered, if this was him wanting her himself, without the influence of the sweets.

she doubted that.

"what is happening to me?" he had asked, and she heard the hint of fear lacing his tone. she did not answer his question — she merely pushed him slightly away, so that their gazes would meet once again. she moved her hands up his chest, up to his neck, touching his jaw with her fingers. she touched his bottom lip with her thumb, ever so gently and light. his lips were soft, and she wondered how they would feel against her own. her eyes focused on his rosy brims, and she whispered,

"tonight, you're mine," before she tilted her head up, leaned in to plant her lips onto his soft, soft ones. at first, she was rather hesitant — waiting for him to pull away if he had wanted to — but she soon began to move her lips against his, the action slow and sensual and almost as though she was relishing his taste mixed with the water that showered upon them, and she found herself desiring for more.

[] sSShHH IT'S NO PROBLEM and i understand that you are busy! and i'm glad to hear thaT TOO uwu you write well!! I LO VE YO U TOO <3

@✧ park sooyoung jaehyun wasn’t sober, he couldn’t be if he was still standing here in the chilly showers with sooyoung. such indecency from his side especially, was it sick desire holding him in place? was it shame of turning her away? did he even /want/ to turn her away? jaehyun most definitely had to have been drugged, because as clearly as he was thinking, his body wasn’t agreeing with him. if anything, it felt like revolt as he allowed her voice closer. his eyes blink a few times even if he wants to screw them shut; eventually they fall closed. he had ordered room service today - the likelihood of being drugged? for some reason it didn’t seem out of the question.

he was moving separate of his own conscious volition: something else was puppeteering him as he stepped back into the stall he had emerged from with her wrist pulling down his hand. He resisted some, but his hand fell, all the same. It was happening in slow motion, his limbs heavy and the air as thick as molasses. It was like a bad dream, and suddenly his lucidity was taking a hit. He was registering reality in snapshots. His hand fell to his side, and his eyes lowered as he watched it belatedly, instead catching sight of her body. She may as well have been , every perky, tight curvy of her slender form apparent through her soaked sleeveless shirt. It fit her like a second skin, and Jaehyun took a gulp of air.

He was unstable, unsteady, and stumbled back another step, his hand whips out by reflex to grasp the wall in anyway he could to keep his footing (being barefoot wasn’t the best option in communal bathrooms, but his sleep walking self made more than one bad decision). His hand catches the knob for the shower and suddenly frigid cold water is cascading down on them. “AH-hh!” He gasps, jolting forward into her and curling an arm around Sooyoung. They were in trouble, in compromising positions and he’s nose to nose with her as the water warms to lukewarm. It’s unbelievable how ethereal she is— he tries to shake the idea from his head but he’s frozen in place, his mind fighting his body. Clearly, his body wins when Jaehyun feels the feverish need to keep her closer, get closer, touch—

His other hand, from the shower knob, slides up her arm, and the scent of something flowery, something sweet floats up through him, intoxicating him, filling him to the brim like none other. He brushes her hair aside, leaning into that sweet little succubus, as if his body knew what was to become of him. “What is happening to me?” His voice quivered as his mind’s fear bled into the sliver of space between them, between his lips and the shell of her ear.

[ I THINK YOU DESERVE PAGES AND PAGES OF PRAISE FOR HOW PATIENT YOU ARE WITH ME AND ITS SO RARE THAT I WRITE MULTIPARA THIS WELL ;;;;;;;;;;;;; I L O VE Y OU T HA NK YO U + assume he’s either on some magic mumbo jumbo OR having severe withdrawls. ]

@✦ jung jaehyun sooyoung bit the insides of her lower lip, trying to control her amusement at the whole scenario. she moved the curtain a little, just enough for her ruby eye out. She saw him covering his eyes with his hand, and her smile could only go even wider at the sight. it was obvious that he was flustered, the way his cheeks slightly flushed at perhaps the idea of her being behind this rather thin curtain that did very little to separate the two of them. she her bottom lip, and she wondered what she should do next. he was not leaving - she was quite surprised that he was not. after all, he was free to leave if he wanted to, but then that would be a shame, wouldn't it? that would not be as fun for her. a hum resonated within , and she nodded at his words. "do you sleep walk often, sir jaehyun?" she said in the polite tone that everyone was familiar with. "or did you come here knowing i was taking a bath?" she teased, raising a hand to cover her grin with the back of her palm.

"well, now that you're here..." she trailed off softly, and she moved the curtains to the side, revealing her in an attire that was not quite suitable for someone of her profession, but to her defense, she did not expect someone to be here when she decided to take a quick shower at the crack of dawn. she was wearing a sleeveless tee, which had gotten wet from her sudden decision to clean the cubicle she was using and was now clinging onto her body, and a pair of short shorts that was not at all too obvious from her shadow. her pace slow and careful, she started to approach the other, leaving the shower head behind while the water was still running. her feet left wet steps behind, and she was in front of the other in no time.

water rolled off her arms and legs smoothly with every moment she made, and she leaned closer to the taller male. she simply hoped that their distance did not reveal the fact that she was indeed wearing clothes. she brought a hand up to rest it above his chest, and even though he stood taller than she ever would, she knew that she had him under her fingers (both figuratively and literally, she supposed). she trailed two of her fingers up his torso, before she lightly pushed him back into the stall he had just been using. she made sure that he felt cornered, took her steps closer to him and she reached up to the hand by his nape, tracing her digits on his arm, pulling his hand down. her voice was as low as a whisper, almost sultry, or perhaps it was just her normal tone, when she spoke, "why don't you join me, sir?"

@✧ park sooyoung the sudden start of the shower from the far left corner of the bathroom made his heart jump out of his chest. shivers tore up his spine and jaehyun was frozen in his spot, waiting for the ghost to make a move, waiting for whatever presence here to make itself known. he wasn't sure what possessed him to stay in place. his mind was still foggy and he stood his ground, even if the rustling of the curtains had another twitch move his lanky form, a leg edging towards the door, but something chained him in place.

his legs screamed to run, muscles poised to sprint, but he never moves.

throat clearing. "oh... there's someone there?" a melodious voice. rustling curtains. "is that you, jaehyun?" that voice gave him chills since day one, but for some reason, jaehyun found no reason to run. it just was, and the shivers sometimes came as his knee incessantly bouncing, or a fidget that wouldn't go till sooyoung disappeared from sight. now, her silhouette dimly lit by the moon light that streamed in from a single, wide window placed high up. Why were the lights off anyways-- none of it made sense in this hotel, this lucid nightmare of his. Her skin was adorned with gleaming beads of water: he has to peel his eyes away from her arms--and worse, from the shadow of her legs--to meet her gaze, hidden in the shadow of her face.

A deer in headlights. That was the exact feeling, now that he had somewhat gathered his bearings. Something held him in place, like an obligation he had to talk to her. He felt as though he couldn't run, he wouldn't because something told him she would catch him again. /Again/. Because she definitely caught him now. Unable to make sense of it all, Jaehyun's shivering hand--from the cold, from being soaked in his sleep walking and left out in the cold to dry--comes up to grace his nape out of habit. He hisses with the sharp chill that greets him.

"Yeah, hey... I... I don't even know how I got here, sorry." As the words begin to flow, he comes to his senses and brings a hand up to shield his gaze out of humility.

@✦ jung jaehyun sooyoung found it quite amusing to see that within this week, she had already seen a lot of the customers sleep walking. she was still not aware of who made the treat that had turned them into sleep walkers, but she would not question it much. it was one of the very few entertainments she had in this place - surely, sleep walkers would not be much of a harm, right? even if she let them roam outside, these sleep walkers, they would still want to come back anyway. they were just that addicted to this place, it seemed.

there were so many reasons why she was at the shower at ungodly hours of the day, but she was here for the most obvious one. the shower curtain hid her figure from immediate sight, and she grabbed the shower head, turning it on. she simply let the water out, her feet getting soaked from the cold water. she was not, however, expecting to hear another presence come into the shower room, and she turned the water off, listening to the intruder. she waited for a few minutes, wondered quietly why they took so long to shower on a cold dawn.

a mischievous smile painted itself on her lips as she heard him speak, recognizing who he was. she turned the water on once again, and she neared the shower curtain that separated the two of them. her body figure created a shadow on the fabric, and she cleared soundlessly. "oh... there's someone there?" she said. she moved closer to the curtain, making sure it gave him the image that she was... taking a shower. "is that you, jaehyun?" she had the names of each and every customer they had memorized, learned and observed their movements. it was almost borderline-stalker-ish, but oh well, it was something she deemed part of her job.

[ OPEN TO: staff & customers // any povs // any length // winging preferred, plotting is welcome! ]

it was the third time this week that jaehyun found himself leaning back against the icy cold tiled walls of the showers, his once-immaculate white shirt and ratty shorts all soaked. he slept walked for sure and presumably showered too. hands—wet and cold too—rub his eyes, clearing the flecks of sleep from the nooks and crannies so he can better see what was going on. a hand sweeps the tattered shower curtain (‘How old are— nevermind,’ he retracts all but two fingers from the plastic) aside and emerges from the shower stall. It’s cold, quiet, and haunting in the early hours of the morning, with only the sound of a leaky faucet to accompany him.

Jaehyun’s eyes blink several times, ridding them of the sleep that sat heavy on his lids. A rustling snaps his attention from one side of the communal showers to the other. “Hello...?” He shuffles slowly, his house slippers soaked through and squelching with every shift of his weight. “Anyone there?”