Domestic coupling

With Yoo Joonghyuks sudsy fingers carded through his hair and massaging his scalp, Sung Jinwoo wasn't sure how life could get any better than this.

He feels himself sinking further into the tub, nothing but soft, over kneaded play-dough.

"God. " Jinwoo groans, tilting his head back. "Why haven't I asked you to do this sooner?" And Joonghyuk laughs. Not loud, but that endearing huffy sound he makes whenever he's pleased.

"Because you're incapable of relaxing?" Joonghyuk muses, startling Jinwoo for the second time this night.