Work Text:
The hot water from the shower still clung to the air, heavy with steam, as the sound of blood and water droplets dripping onto the floor echoed in the bathroom.
Baek Kang-hyuk stood by the sink, only wearing pants, wiping his hair with a towel, his body glistening from the shower. He had taken his time, just enough to relax after a long, draining day in the hospital. The muscles in his arms and chest were defined, and even though his posture was casual, there was a quiet dominance in the way he moved.
Meanwhile, Yang Jae-won leaned against the doorframe of the bathroom, towel still wrapped around his waist, his mind far from focused. His gaze was fixed on Kang-hyuk, on the way the older man moved, his skin still damp, his toned body on full display.
Jae-won couldn't help it. He had tried to look away, but his eyes kept drawing back to the tattoo on Kang-hyuk's arm -an intricate design that wrapped around his forearm, the ink dark against his tanned skin.
His face flushed as he couldn't help but stare, the embarrassing sensation of attraction twisting in his stomach.
"Stop looking at me like that, No.1,"
Kang-hyuk's voice cut through the haze of Jae-won's thoughts, sending a shiver down his spine.
Jae-won quickly blinked and tore his gaze away, but it was already too late. He was caught. "I wasn't looking at you, Professor," he stammered, but the words came out too quickly, too defensively. His heart was beating faster now, his face still flushed with heat.
Kang-hyuk turned around, his smirk a dangerous thing, knowing exactly what effect he had on Jae-won. "You can't hide it, No.1. I saw your eyes. You were staring."
Jae-won bit his lip nervously, unable to meet Kang-hyuk's gaze. The older man stepped closer, his presence towering over him. The air between them thickened.
"Do you like what you see?"
Kang-hyuk's voice was low, teasing, but there was something darker hidden beneath the playful edge.
Jae-won's breath caught. His body had tensed without him even realizing it, and the heat in his chest had traveled lower, a warmth pooling in places that made him flush deeper. He could feel the weight of Kang-hyuk's eyes on him, those dark, intense eyes that knew him better than anyone.
"I-" Jae-won started, but his voice broke, cracking from the intensity of the moment. He hated how his body betrayed him, how he was standing there like a mess, blushing like some teenage boy.
The moment hung between them, thick with unspoken tension, until Kang-hyuk leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Jae-won's ear as he whispered, "You like me like this, don't you?"
"I... I don't-" Jae-won tried to protest, but Kang-hyuk cut him off, his lips crashing onto Jae-won's in a kiss that was as urgent as it was demanding.
Jae-won froze at first, but then his body responded on instinct. His hands found their way to Kang-hyuk's chest, gripping onto the damp skin, feeling the warmth of his muscles beneath his fingers. He was intoxicated, dizzy with the taste of Kang-hyuk, with the feel of his body so close, pressing him into the bathroom wall as the kiss deepened.
When Kang-hyuk pulled away, Jae-won's lips were swollen, his body flush with need. "Tell me the truth, No.1," Kang-hyuk whispered against his lips, his voice rough. "Do you want this as much as I do?"
Jae-won couldn't find the words, couldn't form anything coherent. He only nodded, his hands gripping Kang-hyuk's shoulders as if he needed something to hold onto. His mind was spinning, his body burning with desire. He had never imagined this-never thought he'd be here, like this, with Kang-hyuk.
And when Kang-hyuk's lips met his again, Jae-won gasped, and a soft moan escaped his lips, the sound an almost unconscious response to the intensity of the moment. But the moment the sound left his mouth, he froze, cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Kang-hyuk's lips curled into a smirk against Jae-won's neck, feeling the younger man's pulse quicken beneath his touch. He began to lavish his attention on the sensitive skin, biting and sucking softly, taking pleasure in the way Jae-won stifled another moan. He knew just what to do, just how to drive Jae-won wild.
"Don't hold back, No.1," he whispered, his breath hot against Jae-won's ear. "Let me hear you."
The heat between them grew unbearable, the steam-filled air thick with tension. Jae-won could barely think, his body betraying him as Kang-hyuk's touch made his skin tremble. Every kiss, every whisper sent shivers down his spine, and the way Kang-hyuk's lips worked against his neck made it impossible to hold back the soft, needy sounds escaping him.
"You're trembling, Jae-won-ah," Kang-hyuk murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers ghosted down Jae-won's sides, teasing, possessive. Jae-won barely managed to grip onto Kang-hyuk's shoulders, his breath coming in short, desperate pants.
Jae-won's legs felt weak, his body feverish under Kang-hyuk's relentless teasing. And then, before he could process what was happening, strong arms wrapped around him, lifting him effortlessly off the ground.
"Professor-!" Jae-won's breath hitched as Kang-hyuk hoisted him up with ease, carrying him bridal-style. His towel loosened slightly, but Kang-hyuk only smirked, holding him tighter as if daring him to struggle.
Jae-won's heart pounded wildly as he clung to Kang-hyuk's shoulders. "W-Where are we going?" he stammered, though he already knew the answer.
Kang-hyuk didn't reply. He simply strode out of the bathroom with confidence, bare feet padding down the dimly lit hospital hallway. Jae-won felt his entire body burn with embarrassment, but there was no stopping it now.
A few steps later, Kang-hyuk pushed open the door to the on-call doctor's room. The door shut with a soft click behind them, locking out the rest of the world.
And in that moment, as Kang-hyuk laid him down on the small bed, eyes dark with intent, Jae-won knew-there was no turning back.