Bedroom 7

@Seo Johnny Oblivious to the sounds from the other room, Hyunjin continued to design his next shoot in this exact bathroom, in this exact bathtub even - the steam could even be used as a prop too - it would dissipate as the camera focused on him, writhing in the foam. Divine. He couldn't wait.
Movement from the entryway caught in his side vision, but he opted not to move and pay attention. A decision he would find blasphemous a moment later, when the new joiner turned out to be none other than a very stripped down Johnny. "Showing off all the goods on the market? Or just trying to make me envious?" he mustered some semblance of self-collection, as Johnny laid out a peculiar collection, making the younger raise an eyebrow in question. "Honestly just wanted to... ah... take a bath. But how can I resist myself, I mean look at me. I want to touch myself 25/8. Say you don't want to, and you'd tell a lie." he drawled on, his hand indeed working leisurely on his , nothing too exciting though. Not until Johnny showed up with the toy, at least.
Hyunjin's eyes immediately lit up and a pale, wet arm slowly emerged from the tub, outstretching a demanding set of long fingers for the toy, caressing it gently once it was in his greedy grasp. "Unplanned, but now that it's here, would be a waste not to use it, right?" he spoke, almost cooing at the little contraption, before it would disappear under the foam. Dragging it along his thighs, Hyunjin laid back down again and sighed in content, guiding the toy to his entrance. "Ah... You find the prettiest things, John. This apartment. This . Me."

@Hwang Hyunjin The words etched a deep, irritated streak in Johnny's mind, the easy speech and gentle slosh of water making him ready to rain down punishment after punishment, but that was just the after-effects of having a real day job and responsibilities that Hyunjin seemingly could care less about. He took a breath while in the closet, bringing himself back into the present. Punishments would be too much fun for the brat. He'd have to work at this one, make sure Hyunjin was pushed past that point. It would have been nice to imagine ing the brattiness out of him, but that... Was just never going to happen.

The items selected, while not terribly exciting, were going to be useful enough, and that was all that mattered. It would give Johnny back his sense of control and -hopefully- make Hyunjin regret being so... Hyunjin.
Like that would ever happen.

Either way, Johnny took the items to the bathroom, choosing to disrobe further, discarding the thick leather belt that he might have kept on another day as well as his pants. He entered the bathroom with only his boxers on, and an armful of toys. Carefully laying out the objects on the counter, he closed the lid of the toilet, sitting down atop it and looking at the boy in the soft foam, hands suspiciously below the waterline, and by the look on his face, Johnny was sure there were some blissful acts going on. "Hyunjin, don't tell me you're honestly just touching yourself down there? You didn't even think to bring toys when we spend so much money on the waterproof ones?" There wasn't even a beat between the words and his hand holding out the rose gold to Hyunjin, watching and waiting expectantly for the younger to take it from him.

@Seo Johnny There was it. A slight whiff, a minuscule change of mood, as Johnny pushed past Hyunjin, in all his feathered up volume, ruffled up like a . The chicken type of , thank you very much. The whole bath soon filled with the hum of peach as the salts quickly dissolved. Hyunjin stole a glance as he was being undressed, something in him definitely poking its curious little head in interest at the manhandling.
He decided not to return a response to the orders, simply turning to face Johnny as he deliberately peeled off the dark pant he wore that day and carefully lay it over the sink, the discarded shirt soon following - he'd have to attempt a salvage mission later.
Stepping into the tub, the warm water, peach aroma and foam engulfing him, he stretched out as much as possible and closed his eyes "You could even join me when you do that." he quipped back, even though the bigger man was out of sight. Hyunjin knew he heard well. Loosened and relaxed, he only listened with half an ear to the fumbling from the other room - a sneaky thought that he himself had produced, not giving him peace. Johnny joining him. The lithe boy wiggled in his little basin. Very grand of his own brain to manage to betray him like that. The warm water was so nice against his bare skin, caressing every nook, he drew a hand up his thigh, his fingers almost feeling foreign. But not foreign enough. But damn, he was gorgeous, he should film in the tub sometime, for sure. Maybe even have Johnny set up camera and whatnot. Ugh. He wiggled again, carefully, not to slosh the water out of the tub. His thighs fell open and the gallant fingers traced up his inner thigh now, a low, unfiltered sigh echoing from his chest and against the bathroom tiles. Ah, sweet, sweet peace and calm.

@Hwang Hyunjin Johnny stood in the doorway, on his teeth. So this was how it would be? That was more than fine. He needed to blow off some steam from work anyways. He took in a deep breath, squaring his shoulders and making the muscles across his torso ripple, eyes reading blank, dark, and obviously not ready to feed into the flippant nature of the live-in brat. He crossed into the bathroom and took one of the jars - he didn't even pay attention to which - cracking it open and pouring out some into the bath. He replaced the top and placed it on the counter, standing behind Hyunjin and moving to undress him, pulling roughly at the shirt. He could always replace the flimsy bit of fabric.

"Go ahead. Get into your bath. Get clean." While not persuasive, he culled his tone back to neutral as a plan formed in the back of his mind and he let the shirt drop to the floor: rumpled, damp, and pressed underfoot into the tile as Johnny moved back to the bedroom. "I'll be back to check on you shortly, Hyunjin." Of course, he left the door open. The brat would be more concerned about his shirt and the hot water than the state of the door, and even if Hyunjin decided to shut it after himself (unlikely), it was a bathroom door, not a bank vault; Johnny could easily pop it open. He went into the closet and began to pull out some of the various toys that were stored there, picking and choosing very carefully to bide his time.

@Seo Johnny It's a hard day's job to be a full-time stay-at-home camboy. Don't believe me? Just ask Hyunjin. He had wanted to film today, so he stayed at home, made big promises he'd take care of the apartment while Johnny was out on business. In the end no muse came to him, and he was wound up tightly all day, only to end up lounging on the couch and playing Among Us. The rattle of the door, familiar footsteps and a booming voice caught him in the en-suite bathroom, just about to turn on the water for a nice hot bath. He had hoped a little dip would get him in the mood for some actual work.
Ignoring the demands from the other room, he proceeded to let the hot water flow, filing up the basin slowly, as he stood up in front of the mirror to rummage through the cabinet for some aromatic bath salts.
And that is when he was found.
"Because I am *busy*, as you see" he motioned to the almost empty still basin "Running up a bath, self care you know. Say, Peach or Chocolate today?" he inquired, lifting the two jars of salts, brow quirked up, not at all phased by the stare contest going on between him, only concerned about the humidity slowly creeping up and sogging down his flowy white shirt - it was pure chiffon - dry cleaning only. The plan was to have gotten it off already.

@Hwang Hyunjin Johnny entered the house and found it a mess - to his overly clean sensibilities, anyways. That was bad enough after a long day, but maybe something had happened - maybe there was a reason that the stupid little boy he'd brought in had ignored the few and very simple rules he had laid out. He hung up his coat wearily, and made his way to the bedroom. "Hyunjin!" He called, the tone of his voice edged in annoyance as his hands began to loosen the tie about his neck, waiting to see if he showed up or if he was going to have to play hide and seek with the brat.

"Hyunjin, get your out here, *now*." Johnny's voice was throaty, almost a growl as he looked half-heartedly for the boy, tossing his tie on the bed and ing his shirt; soon discarding that as well. That was when he heard the sounds in the bathroom, and he opened the door without knocking. He knew that he was being called, and yet here was Hyunjin, ignoring him to enjoy himself doing... Whatever the he was doing. "Why aren't you answering when I called you?" He asked, that same growl resounding in his chest as he stood in the doorway, staring down at the other.