And so we began the scrubbing.
Nothing happened there and I didn't wish anything would happen either. Really. I was a bit out of it, trying to stay awake as his hands gently scrubbed my back.
Before I knew it, I was bobbing my head in exhaustion.
"I think that's enough for now," Sung-min said, as if being considerate, and told me to get back in the tub.
"I still have to scrub yours," I said but he shook his head.
"It's fine. I can do it myself." He said as his hand caressed my face. "You must be tired. Today was such a long day."
"Yeah," I mumbled and then yawned. "I guess we need to get out of the water now."
After getting out of the bathroom, I sat on the bed in a robe while Sung-min dried my hair with a hairdryer.
I simply hugged his lower body as he did this. It was soothing, and even so, as his frost energy leaked out, the warmth coming out of the hairdryer felt crispy against my hair.
I was slowly drifting into sleep but I managed to keep my eyes open.
