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The smell of the shower was anything but horrible – in fact, it was any and every kind of heavenly that Min Ji could imagine. She continued to add bath salt into the bottom of the shower until the whole bathroom smelled like freshly washed cashmere and flowers. She watched the crystals dissolve slowly as they usually did, the smell was calming and watching them dissolve gave her something to get her mind off of any problems she had. Anything she had worried about that day slipped out of her mind as she slid her hands to her middle to unzip her jeans as she stepped out of them, then sliding her shirt off the top of her head with a satisfactory sigh. Reaching behind her back, she undid the two small hooks that held her bra in place and let that fall as well after dragging it off her arms. The smell continued to calm her, as she began to remove her panties as well, leaving them on the floor as she had developed a habit of doing and stepped into the shower stall and breathed in again, closing the door behind her and letting her skin become soaked with warm water. Just as her pale skin began getting slightly pink from the hot water, she heard the door open. She didn't think much of it, she couldn't see through the fog building on the glass that kept the shower private. She lifted the nozzle of the shampoo bottle to her palm and pressed just enough to cover all of her hair into her hand, putting the bottle back down and began to lather her hair. She was so relaxed that she barely noticed when the shower stream was partially blocked and two hands pushed hers away gently to take over in the process of washing her hair. She smiled at the feeling of another's hands massaging her scalp so perfectly and just holding back enough she looked back and saw the one face she was expecting. Jinki only smiled, reaching up to turn the water pressure up and part her hair away from her face to get the foam out of it. It rolled off of her skin and into the drain, her feeling of exposal not bothering her. He reached for the conditioner then, pushing some from the bottle into his palm and those same gentle fingers went at massaging her scalp once again. This time to wash it out it took a little longer, and she found herself sighing in almost what seemed like annoyance at the water, but what was really satisfaction yet again.

"You are so beautiful…" He said, leaning down to her ear, pulling her close so their bodies met with only water in between. "You should wash my hair for me. Those angry ladies at the hairdresser did a terrible job." He admitted and he heard her giggle and saw her nod. She reached for the shampoo and again pushed it into her palm and reached up, her hands on his scalp as she reveled in the feeling of being able to be this truly close to him in these small intimate moments they would have. It seemed so normal and yet commonplace when honestly, they did not share this often. He was always so busy with his work that they barely had time together anymore; when he did see her it seemed like an eternity had passed and he spent as much time with her as he could in the privacy of her apartment. Walking out on the street was dangerous as it always was, so they had to hide themselves. That was the only aspect of their relationship that Jinki hated. He planned on going to some obscure country where there was a good chance no one would know him someday. He was going to take Min Ji with him and they could walk on the street holding hands without anyone caring, without cameras constantly trying to snap photos of them when they were together. Of course, rumors had gotten around about his relationship status but during interviews he avoided the question, didn't answer it at all, or denied it. But this, this was what he lived for at the moment. Just being with her was enough for him as he sighed with a smile as she continued to lather his hair, then washed it out with a gentle touch.

Her breath came to her slowly as Jinki continued to sway gently with her touch, he longed to reach out once more and kiss her but he decided not to, not yet. He wanted to take this slower than he usually did for fear that he might take it too seriously one day and neglect this. He was always gone and even though Min Ji hated it, she dealt with it so well. If a happy private life meant hiding everything from the public until his popularity diminished, Jinki thought he'd give everything up because all he ever wanted to do in front of those cameras was shout that he was in love and that he wanted to be with her and start something new. "Min Ji?" He asked softly, and she hummed in reply, staring at him with half-lidded eyes. He leaned down, closing the distance between them for a brief moment before smiling. "I love you."

"As I love you." She said with a huge smile, even after becoming so jaded after everything, she knew she could still rely on him for everything that could possibly be wrong.

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The smell of the shower was anything but horrible – in fact, it was any and every kind of heavenly that Min Ji could imagine. She continued to add bath salt into the bottom of the shower until the whole bathroom smelled like freshly washed cashmere and flowers. She watched the crystals dissolve slowly as they usually did, the smell was calming and watching them dissolve gave her something to get her mind off of any problems she had. Anything she had worried about that day slipped out of her mind as she slid her hands to her middle to unzip her jeans as she stepped out of them, then sliding her shirt off the top of her head with a satisfactory sigh. Reaching behind her back, she undid the two small hooks that held her bra in place and let that fall as well after dragging it off her arms. The smell continued to calm her, as she began to remove her panties as well, leaving them on the floor as she had developed a habit of doing and stepped into the shower stall and breathed in again, closing the door behind her and letting her skin become soaked with warm water. Just as her pale skin began getting slightly pink from the hot water, she heard the door open. She didn't think much of it, she couldn't see through the fog building on the glass that kept the shower private. She lifted the nozzle of the shampoo bottle to her palm and pressed just enough to cover all of her hair into her hand, putting the bottle back down and began to lather her hair. She was so relaxed that she barely noticed when the shower stream was partially blocked and two hands pushed hers away gently to take over in the process of washing her hair. She smiled at the feeling of another's hands massaging her scalp so perfectly and just holding back enough she looked back and saw the one face she was expecting. Jinki only smiled, reaching up to turn the water pressure up and part her hair away from her face to get the foam out of it. It rolled off of her skin and into the drain, her feeling of exposal not bothering her. He reached for the conditioner then, pushing some from the bottle into his palm and those same gentle fingers went at massaging her scalp once again. This time to wash it out it took a little longer, and she found herself sighing in almost what seemed like annoyance at the water, but what was really satisfaction yet again.

"You are so beautiful…" He said, leaning down to her ear, pulling her close so their bodies met with only water in between. "You should wash my hair for me. Those angry ladies at the hairdresser did a terrible job." He admitted and he heard her giggle and saw her nod. She reached for the shampoo and again pushed it into her palm and reached up, her hands on his scalp as she reveled in the feeling of being able to be this truly close to him in these small intimate moments they would have. It seemed so normal and yet commonplace when honestly, they did not share this often. He was always so busy with his work that they barely had time together anymore; when he did see her it seemed like an eternity had passed and he spent as much time with her as he could in the privacy of her apartment. Walking out on the street was dangerous as it always was, so they had to hide themselves. That was the only aspect of their relationship that Jinki hated. He planned on going to some obscure country where there was a good chance no one would know him someday. He was going to take Min Ji with him and they could walk on the street holding hands without anyone caring, without cameras constantly trying to snap photos of them when they were together. Of course, rumors had gotten around about his relationship status but during interviews he avoided the question, didn't answer it at all, or denied it. But this, this was what he lived for at the moment. Just being with her was enough for him as he sighed with a smile as she continued to lather his hair, then washed it out with a gentle touch.

Her breath came to her slowly as Jinki continued to sway gently with her touch, he longed to reach out once more and kiss her but he decided not to, not yet. He wanted to take this slower than he usually did for fear that he might take it too seriously one day and neglect this. He was always gone and even though Min Ji hated it, she dealt with it so well. If a happy private life meant hiding everything from the public until his popularity diminished, Jinki thought he'd give everything up because all he ever wanted to do in front of those cameras was shout that he was in love and that he wanted to be with her and start something new. "Min Ji?" He asked softly, and she hummed in reply, staring at him with half-lidded eyes. He leaned down, closing the distance between them for a brief moment before smiling. "I love you."

"As I love you." She said with a huge smile, even after becoming so jaded after everything, she knew she could still rely on him for everything that could possibly be wrong.