Crave You Forever
Chapter 23: I told you I’d take care of you

Chapter 23: I told you I’d take care of you

As the warm water continued to pour down on them, the atmosphere in the bathroom shifted, the air growing thicker with an unspoken tension. Haeun, trying to calm his racing heart, suddenly felt Yeongsoo’s touch change. The firm but gentle pressure of his hands moved lower, grazing across Haeun’s abdomen before sliding down to his thighs.

"Y-Yeongsoo... what are you doing?" Haeun’s voice trembled, but he couldn’t hide the subtle spark of anticipation that ran through him.

Yeongsoo’s fingers were deft, confident, as they wrapped around Haeun, stroking him with slow, deliberate motions. Haeun gasped, his breath catching in his throat as his body reacted instinctively to the touch. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, the embarrassment mixing with the pleasure that was quickly building inside him.

"I told you I’d take care of you," Yeongsoo whispered, his voice low and teasing in Haeun’s ear. His other hand gripped Haeun’s hip, keeping him steady as he continued, his movements languid but intense.

Haeun’s mind went blank, a quiet moan escaping his lips as he leaned back against Yeongsoo. His body felt like it was on fire, his legs threatening to give out with each stroke. He tried to maintain some sense of composure, but it was slipping away too quickly, the sensation overwhelming him.

Just as the tension in his body built to an almost unbearable peak, something unexpected happened.

*Grrrrrrrrumble.*

The unmistakable sound of his stomach growling echoed through the bathroom, loud and insistent.

Haeun froze, the embarrassment hitting him like a wave. His eyes snapped open, and he could feel his face burning even hotter. He tried to pull away, mortified by the sudden interruption, but Yeongsoo only paused for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"Really?" Yeongsoo said between chuckles, clearly amused by the situation. "I’m starting to think you and the baby only care about food."

Haeun covered his face with his hands, utterly humiliated. "Shut up," he muttered, wanting to disappear.

Yeongsoo, still laughing, leaned in and kissed the back of Haeun’s neck. "Alright, alright," he said with a smirk. "We’ll finish this later... after I feed you properly."

Haeun didn’t respond, too embarrassed to say anything as he stood there, the intimacy of the moment now replaced with an awkward tension. Despite it all, though, there was something comforting in Yeongsoo’s light-hearted teasing, even if Haeun refused to acknowledge it.

Yeongsoo quickly rinsed the soap off Haeun, ensuring he was clean before wrapping him in a towel and lifting him effortlessly into his arms. Haeun buried his face in Yeongsoo’s shoulder, still feeling the heat of embarrassment from moments ago.

"Let’s get you some clothes," Yeongsoo said, moving through the apartment with ease, his grip secure around Haeun. He set Haeun down on the edge of the bed before rummaging through a drawer. After a moment, he pulled out a small pair of sweatpants and a loose-fitting shirt.

"This should work," Yeongsoo declared, holding them up with a teasing smile. Haeun could see the slight amusement in Yeongsoo’s eyes as he noticed how big the clothes were for Haeun’s frame.

"Are you sure you don’t have anything smaller?" Haeun replied, a hint of annoyance creeping into his voice as he took the pants, which were still slightly oversized.

"Just wear it, will you?" Yeongsoo chuckled, watching as Haeun slipped into the soft fabric. The pants hung a little low on his hips, and the shirt hung loosely off one shoulder, but there was a cozy comfort to them.

"Now, let’s get some food in you," Yeongsoo said, leading Haeun out of the room and down the stairs. The faint aroma of something savory wafted through the air, making Haeun’s stomach growl again, this time with a hint of eagerness.

As they entered the kitchen, Haeun felt a rush of warmth and comfort. Yeongsoo had set the table, plates piled high with food, and the sight made Haeun’s heart swell with gratitude. "You didn’t have to do all this," Haeun murmured, feeling a mix of appreciation and awe.

Yeongsoo shrugged, his expression softening. "I wanted to. You need to eat well for both you and the baby."

They settled down at the table, the soft glow of the evening light casting a warm ambiance around them. Haeun picked at his food, glancing up to see Yeongsoo watching him with a small smile, a sense of ease washing over them.

"Thank you, Yeongsoo," Haeun said softly, his heart fluttering at the thoughtfulness behind Yeongsoo’s actions.

"Just doing my job," Yeongsoo replied with a grin, but there was a sincerity in his eyes that made Haeun’s chest tighten.

As they finished their meal, Yeongsoo turned to Haeun, his tone serious. "We should go shopping tomorrow and get you some clothes that actually fit you."

Haeun raised an eyebrow, trying to keep the mood light. "Or I could just go back to my apartment and grab my old clothes."

"No," Yeongsoo said, his tone firm and a little possessive. "I’ll get you new ones."

Haeun felt a flutter in his chest at the intensity in Yeongsoo’s voice. "You really don’t have to do that. I can manage."

Yeongsoo leaned in, his gaze unwavering. "You don’t get it. I want to buy you new clothes. Let’s get lots of matching sets."

Haeun blinked, taken aback by the assertiveness. "Wow, someone’s a bit controlling, aren’t they?"

Yeongsoo smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Stubbornness is part of my charm. You’ll thank me when you see what I pick out for you."

Despite the possessiveness in his tone, there was something reassuring about it. Haeun sighed, half-amused, half-annoyed. "Alright, fine. We’ll go shopping tomorrow."

Yeongsoo’s expression softened, the corners of his mouth lifting in a satisfied smile. "Good. You won’t regret it."

Yeongsoo stood up and grabbed the plates, Haeun following along as they walked to the kitchen.

"Let me do it.." Haeun asked, he didn’t do chores well but he could at least wash the dishes.