My Idol. (NAMKOOK)

Sharing a Shower.

Jungkook's Pov

  Oh well that's just great! I thought to myself as the room plunged into abrupt darkness. I rapidly blinked my eyes, adjusting to the lack of light when a hand gripped my wrist, alerting me to Namjoon's presence. We locked hands and slowly inched our way back to the kitchen to get to Yoongi and his prepared candles.

  "Yoongi Hyung?" I called out into the dark, guiding myself down the hall with Namjoon in tow.

"I'm coming, just lighting the candles." Yoongi replied, and within seconds a small light flickered to life, growing brighter as Yoongi approached us with two candle sticks. "We don't have enough candles, so two per room." He said as he handed me two lit candles. "Make sure you shower together so you don't burn out your candles too fast." He reminded us as he pulled out his phone.

“I'm texting Jin to bring in the emergency flashlights from the car when he gets here, so manage your candle light time." He says while rushing back to light the others and give them to Jimin and Taehyung who were shivering in the doorway. I turned around to face Namjoon as he calmly reached out for the other lit candle.

  "We should blow this one out and save it  for tonight. Just in case something happens. We only need one of them to take a shower." Namjoon explains matter of factly and that's when I knew he didn't fully understand that we are supposed to shower together. Because if he did, he wouldn't be as calm as he is now. He easily plucks the other candle from my hand and blows it out before gesturing for me to lead the way. I swallowed nervously as I felt his hand gently squeeze my wrist as I slowly turned around and nervously guided us to my bedroom.

My heart was racing at the thought of us taking a shower together. I mean, It wasn't like this was the first time we ever showered together but somehow it feels different. There was this warm fluttery feeling happening inside my chest that's been bothering me all day whenever I look at Namjoon and it's starting to weird me out. It was new, and uncomfortable and I didn't understand what it was. Was it just a case of awkwardness since we hardly hang out? Am I not as close or comfortable with Namjoon as I thought I was? The thoughts are preposterous to even think about! I adore this Hyung more than anything. I admire and look up to him the most but something has changed for me and I don't know what.

If I were to be completely honest with myself, it's been happening for the past three months and I don't understand what the feeling is. Maybe it's a case of wanting to impress him? I wondered as we finally reached my room. I stepped in and moved aside to let him in before walking to the left side of the room to sit the candle on my dresser as Namjoon kicked the door closed behind him.

"Okay, let's do this!" Namjoon said from behind me as I positioned the candle on the dresser with a soft hum.

When I turned to face him, my eyes widened as Namjoon immediately removed his jacket and was already in the processing of shedding his soaked red sleeveless T- shirt that clung to his muscular body like a second skin and jerked my gaze away, turning away as my cheeks burn a brilliant shade of red at what I just witness. When did his body start looking like that?! I agonized as I removed my own jacket, grimacing at the wet button up shirt rubbing against my skin. When did he become so muscular?! I pondered as I snuck another peak at his glorious physique.

His arms were thick and veiny as his biceps flexed from the smallest of movements. His chest muscles were well defined and perfectly chiseled out that it complimented his broad shoulders and matched his overall frame very well. His stomach was flat with a decent six pack and a tightened core that emphasized the perfectly sculpted V shape that dipped into the waistband of his jeans. A thin line of light brown hair stretched from his navel and disappeared into his low hanging jeans to god knows what's hidden behind them. My mouth went dry as the image of his gorgeous body imprinted itself in my mind and soul as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, needing a small moment to gather my wits.