He drags me to the bathroom and looks my body up and down.

I try to cover up with my hands. I don't want him to look at me like this.

Well, I do but what if he doesn't like my body and judge me.

That would be embarrassing.

" It's a shower. You've never showered with anyone else?"

He raises a brow and pushes his t-shirt of his shoulders.

Wow. His abs are truly magnificent and beautiful.

He is like from ancient Greece. This is not fair. I could never compare.

" Not really. I mean I guess.... Well once with my ex but," don't bring exes!

" Oh." He looks at me possessively, " I seem then we MUST."

" Huh?" He takes of his pants to showing his muscular thighs.

Dear Gods. This is heaven. My brain is melting.

" You will shower in your clothes?"

" Yes." I answer.

" Baby." He chuckles and walks to me. He takes the ham of my sweat pants and plays with it.

" Are you nervous? I won't do anything if you told me to stop."

" It's not that."

" Then?"

" I don't have an ideal.... body. it's not that amazing."

He frowns." What are you talking about ?

There isn't any ideal body type.

All types are beautiful."

" Well you have huge shoulders, abs and rock hard thighs."

" I worked hard for those, Hoseok.

I used to be chubby in nineth grade and my father made me go on diets and exercise.

I had bulimia for three years. Then I recovered but I still had a healthy life style.

I exercised to be strong for the mafia too. Trained to be fast, have reflexes and defend myself.

I had no choice then to be fit.

I had to be strong and go through all this.

Once in a while I end up in hospital because I over do my body too much or don't drink enough.

I guess I should have told you. Well, sorry.

The point is that I will not judge you and you will be beautiful for me no matter what.

I blush at his words." I'm sorry you had issues. I don't know. I've had them...a little too."

" Let's not focus on that." He moves me closer to him and kisses me. " Can we shower how?"

His tongue slips in my mouth and I moan into his touch. I love when he kisses me.

I take of my shirt shyly as his eyes lay on my chest.

I'm not fat, probably not even chubby but I have a little skin and fat on my belly.

" Don't watch me like this. I'll join"

He goes to the shower and runs the water.

I take of my pants standing there in my white underwear.

I look over my shoulder. He isn't looking at me.

I take my underwear off and kick it to the pile of clothes.

I tip toe to the shower wall and stare at his back.

" Can I turn around?" I look at his muscular shoulders.

" Ehm, I guess." I bite my lip.

" Guess or you are sure?"

" I'm.... sure."

He chuckles and turns to me. The water falling on us both.

He quickly looks at me but doesn't really mind my body. Instead he takes the bottle of shampoo.

Me on the other hand I trail my eyes sneakily on him.

Down, down, down..... Oh.

Okay. As expected, he is packed.

That's fine, I mean he will probably split my body in half and kill me but there-there are worse things.

Haha.

" Do you want me to make you feel good?

I don't really go down on people but if you say pretty please......"

Huh? Again?

Well, but I might agree.