Y ahora que justo termino mis vacaciones (ayayaya ToT), termino este reto que debería haber terminado desde hace mucho rato XD De hecho, lo revisé en mi hora de almuerzo, antes de publicarlo XD No sé si haré la semana del 2021, pero me gustaría para poder decir que participé en todas las semanas de mi OTP desde que me uní al fandom c: Y también tengo que escribir el fic que referencio en el día 6 de este reto, que añadí una referencia ninja y no tengo a donde dirigir a la gente que quedó con la duda XD afdahsg por fin terminé~ *baile feliz*
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Collection for KhunBaam week 2022
by RPMizu
Day 7: Water / Surprise
“Mr. Khun!”
For like the twentieth time today, Khun can feel Baam’s body pressing against his back, as he continues to program on his Lighthouse. The intense smell of sweat, mixed with Baam’s natural aroma and the powerful scent of shinsu, invades his nostrils. But since it is Baam, Khun does not protest. Instead, he shuts down some of his screens, leaving only the ones without concerning information, and pets Baam’s head, which rests on his left shoulder. This earns him a soft giggle.
“Did you finish training?” Khun says in a soft tone, while his other hand continues to type. He can feel Baam nodding against his shoulder.
“Yep, I’m finished for the day. Master Evankhell let me go.”
“That’s great. It’s not so late yet, so you should use your spare time to relax for a while.” Then Khun looks back at Baam, his fingers getting away from the keyboard. “Well, maybe you should take a bath first.”
A mischievous grin appears on Baam’s face, and Khun fears the worst for a second. He is not used to see that expression on Baam, but he has seen it multiple times on Leeso or Rak, and it always ends badly for him. But it is Baam who he is thinking about, so there should not be any problem, right? Baam is not a troublemaker like those two… Well, maybe he is sometimes, when he is being insanely reckless, but now there is no indication that will be the case.
Jeez, he is overthinking again. It seems this is all Khun does lately, and Baam is the one to blame, with his strange behavior.
“Let’s take one together! I already prepared the bathtub!” Baam says in a happy tone, grabbing Khun by the arm and proceeding to drag him to the nearest bathroom.
Khun does not even have time to protest, or even process what is happening, and they are already inside the bathroom that is next to his room. It is the biggest one on their rented home, which serves as a control center for their war preparations. The huge bathtub is already filled with flower-scented soapy water, and there are bottles with different oils lined up on its border.
“Did you prepare all of this?” Baam nods two times with clear enthusiasm.
Again. Baam is doing him favors he has not asked for, again. A few days ago, Khun talked about this strange situation with Leeso and Hatz, but they did not reach any conclusion either. Why is Baam doing all these things for him? It is so confusing. Of course, Baam said he was in love with Khun, so that may be the reason, but that is all a misunderstanding on his part, right? Baam does not know anything about love, after all, and he is just confused because he likes Khun very much, and does not understand the difference. But it is not love, it cannot be. It is cannot the same desperate feeling that fills Khun’s chest every time he sees Baam. It simply cannot.
Hearing Baam giggling while scribbling down something on a little piece of paper takes Khun out of his somewhat depressing thoughts. “What is that?” Khun cannot help his curiosity. However, he knows he will not receive an answer.
“N-Nothing!”
There it is, the nervous giggling again. It is the most adorable sound Khun has ever heard, and the most intriguing too. What is the meaning of all of this? At least Baam seems to be having fun, so it is alright. And that piece of paper, which intrigues Khun to no end, gets hidden inside of Baam’s backpack once again. Damn it.
“L-Let’s get into the tub, shall we?”
Khun lifts an eyebrow. Not only Baam is obviously trying to distract him from his secrets, but he is also proposing something really concerning. “Both of us?”
“Of course! You get in first, and I’ll turn around.”
Like that solves the problem. Not seeing each other taking off their clothes will not change the fact that they will be naked together inside that bathtub, even if the foam will not let them see anything clearly. Nonetheless, Baam turns his back at him and covers his face with his hands, like a little kid playing hide-and-seek.
So Khun simply lets out a deep sigh and starts taking off his own clothes. After that night Baam asked him to sleep together and he had to run away from him to control his own wild desires, Khun decided he would along with anything Baam asked of him from then on. Baam looked so mortified when he was left behind, even if the day after he tried to smile as if nothing had happened. Khun cannot let him down again.
He just prays this will not end in disaster once again.
Khun folds his clothes neatly and leaves them next to Baam’s backpack, then immerses his body in the water. Well, it might be a dangerous situation for Khun’s sanity, but right now all he can think of is how the warm water eases the tension accumulated in his muscles and takes away his endless apprehensions. He had spent all day gathering information for the upcoming battle, and then programming different possible scenarios with it and their corresponding ways to counter them. Of course he is exhausted. So he might have to thank Baam for planning this for him.
“Ready? I’ll go now then.”
However, all relaxation ends when Baam starts taking his clothes off too. Khun will not cover his face like a little child, but he does look away immediately, although something inside him is telling him to keep staring at the scene that is developing so gratuitously in front of him. Damn, Baam, why is he always so clueless and tempting? Khun will never understand. Or maybe he is just exaggerating because he is pent up again. Now he misses his time in the Hidden Floor, the time he spent with Baam’s copy, although all of that was a horrible mistake he has to forget at all costs.
In his discomfort, Khun leans on the bathtub border, turning his back on Baam. That way, Baam can also get into the bathtub without being observed by Khun. Soon enough, there is the sound of waves produced by Baam’s body slipping into the water. Now that Baam is inside the tub, and considering there is foam everywhere which does not allow seeing anything beneath it, Khun could turn around and face Baam. However, he knows he will see Baam’s wet hair and his body covered in foam, and that would be enough to make him fantasize again. So he chooses to keep his back turned against Baam and relax for a while.
His attempt to calm down is successful for a few minutes, since he can hear how Baam is taking care of his own body. He was covered in sweat produced by a long day of training, after all. Hopefully this helps Baam relax too, and it seems to be working, since there is also a quiet and happy humming coming from behind Khun’s back.
However, all possibility of Khun relaxing completely died when he felt Baam’s body pressing against his back, taking him completely by surprise. How can he move in the water without making any noise? No, that is not what matters. Khun can feel his own heart pounding like crazy inside his chest. Sure, Baam has been hugging him at the most unexpected times all day, and for the past few days; still, Baam getting all touchy-feely while fully clothed was one thing, but him doing it while completely naked is another thing entirely. What is Khun supposed to do? Not fantasize with fucking Baam in this very same bathtub; that is for sure. But he cannot help it when he feels Baam’s warmth pressed against his back, his arms wrapping around his torso, and his breathing touching his left ear.
“Baam… What are you doing?” Khun manages to say when he overcomes the lump in his throat.
“Mmm? You weren’t looking at me, so I wanted to surprise you.” Oh, and he sure did. “And I wanted to be near you.”
“Are you worried about something? You have been pretty… physical lately.”
“N-No, that’s not it. Well, I am worried about things, I’m not gonna lie.” So he is scared. Khun cannot help feeling bad for thinking about sexual things nonstop while Baam is hugging him because he is anxious and needs reassuring. “But I just wanted to be near you, Mr. Khun, that’s all. I can’t?”
Khun swallows slowly when he hears the concerned yet adorable tone in Baam’s question. “Of course you can. You can hug me as much as you want.” Even if he has to bite his own hand in order to not jump on top of him and take him right there. Baam’s feelings are more important than his own frustrations.
Speaking of frustrations, for some reason Khun thinks he heard a frustrated pout near his ear. “Baam?” However, when he tries to turn around and face the other, he is stopped by Baam’s hands on his shoulders.
“No, Mr. Khun, stay like that. I cannot wash your back if you turn around.”
“What?”
No, no, no, a naked Baam massaging his back would be too much, even with his high levels of self-control. But he promised himself to go along with anything Baam wanted to do, right? He cannot disappoint Baam again. So Khun remains immobile while hearing the sound of a bottle popping open. Soon, a somewhat cold liquid slips across his back, making him shiver a little. The coldness is soon replaced by a pair of hands, covered with soap and oil, wandering all over his back and shoulders. Those hands soon start applying a little strength in specific spots there, trying to undo the tension gathered in those places. It is a little painful, as most massages are in the beginning.
“Does it hurt?” Baam sounds concerned, but he does not stop. Khun has given Baam massages in the past, so he must know by now that this is normal.
“I’m alright.” is all Khun says. Truth be told, the slight pain might distract him from the fact that is Baam touching his body. A naked and wet Baam. Well, even that is not helping much, in the end.
This is especially true when the pain begins to fade, and is replaced with an incredibly pleasurable and relaxing feeling. Baam really learns through his body, eh? This must be the first time Baam gives a massage, but he is fairly skillful in what he is doing. He must have learned everything through the massages Khun usually gives him when he is exhausted from training. Just like his combat abilities, he can learn new skills exceptionally fast through experiencing things with his own body. That means he can learn… other things too this way, right? No, Khun, stop being a horny dumbass.
“Does it feel good?” Baam’s shaky and airy voice does not help either. God, he can only pray for Baam not to notice the evident erection underneath the foam. However, everything went to Hell when Baam laid his chin on Khun’s left shoulder and stared down. “I can help you with that too if you want. I’m not sure I’ll be good at it, though.”
Baam’s fingers walk across his chest, and then slide down through his belly, slowly, teasingly, almost reaching his pubic hair. And that was Khun’s limit. With a big splash, Khun stands up and comes out of the bathtub, not caring that he is exposing his naked body in front of Baam. He quickly grabs a towel and dries himself up. He has to get out of here.
“Mr. Khun? I’m sorry, I… I didn’t mean to upset you…”
When he sees Baam is about to do the same thing as him, Khun stops him. “No! Baam, please, stay there.” Fortunately, Baam obeys, although the sad look on his face breaks Khun’s heart. He has done it again. “Thank you, Baam, but I have to finish the plans I was working on.”
That is such an obvious lie, but he has to say something to excuse himself. Just looking at Baam now, with loose, wet hair, the foam just slightly covering his naked figure, and those pleading, big eyes… is enough make him go crazy. So he exits the room in a hurry, after taking that image in and engraving it in his memory. The last thing he can hear is a quiet “Don’t go…”
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A few days later, and even though Khun disappointed him a second time, Baam seems to have recovered from it and once again is full of enthusiasm. It is not surprising, though, since it has been this way ever since the “Baam doing nice things for Khun” situation started. Regardless as to why Baam is doing what he is doing, at least he seems to be having fun, so that counteracts Khun’s mistakes a little, right? He hopes so.
And today, Baam catches Khun off guard once more. How many times has it been already? Lately, Baam has been full of surprises. “Mr. Khun!”
As Baam’s arms wrap around his shoulders, Khun feels his heart jump for a second. However, he chooses not to say anything about how Baam has made a habit of his to sneak from behind him and hug him suddenly. Because it is not like he does not like Baam hugging him, after all, so he will not complain. He loves having Baam near him, and he is the only one allowed to hug him, but it still makes his heart stop for a second. Maybe one day he will get used to it.
So instead, Khun closes the book he is reading and pets Baam’s head softly. “Hi, Baam.” He is met with a bright, lovely smile. It is such a great smile. If this strange situation makes Baam smile like that, then Khun will not dwell in trying to find out the reasons behind it anymore.
“I have free time today. Master Evankhell wants me to rest for the day.”
“That’s great, Baam, and that’s exactly what you should do. I’ll warn the alligator to not disturb you today.”
His comment makes Baam chuckle. He is serious about it, though. Baam has been working really hard and deserves to rest now that the monster called Evankhell had some mercy on him. So Khun will make sure Baam is not disturbed by any of their annoyingly loud comrades, especially since he once again disappointed Baam the other day. This time Khun cannot afford to fail.
His determined thoughts get interrupted by Baam suddenly sitting next to him and grabbing his arm. “Do you have something scheduled for today, Mr. Khun?”
“Mmm…” He tries to remember but nothing comes to mind. Well, Leeso did ask him to help with something this afternoon, but it is probably nothing important. “Nope, nothing.” At least nothing important enough to bother Baam with it.
“Great! We’ll go on a date then!”
Khun does not have time to even say “what?” when he is already being dragged through the hallways and outside of their residence. The situation inevitably reminds him of that time were he invited Baam to go out together, and Baam thought it was a date. Now he deliberately is calling this a date. Well, this time he will not correct Baam; he already made that mistake that time and it made Baam sad. And after all this time, with all the things that have been said between the two of them, Baam probably knows the difference between a date and going out with a friend, right? Therefore, he really means it, that it is a date…
It becomes crystal clear that his assumptions were right as the day goes on. Apparently Baam is trying to recreate the date they had that day. The shopping, the coffee shop, the movie theater, and finally the walk around the park while eating ice cream. Khun chose not to mention this, as to not make Baam more anxious than he already seems. Jeez, Baam was to supposed to relax and take it easy today, but instead he still seems to be doing his best to make Khun happy, as he is been doing for more than a month now. Khun can only guess what is going on in Baam’s head. Maybe he wants to convince Khun that he really is in love with him and that it is not him misunderstanding his own feelings? Maybe. If that is the case, Khun’s doubts must be really hurting Baam. A spark of guilt lights up in Khun’s chest with this thought.
Still, he cannot believe Baam is really in love with him, even if Baam might be trying so hard to convey that to him. He does not want to get his hopes up, and after taking advantage Baam’s copy at the Hidden Floor, he cannot make that mistake again, not with the real Baam. He has to be sure that Baam’s feelings are real and not just confusion on his part, before making any advances. But how can he be sure? Only Baam can know for a fact what he is feeling, after all, and Khun is underestimating Baam’s ability to understand his own self. Jeez, why this has to be so difficult?
“Mr. Khun.” Baam’s voice gets him out of his inner turmoil once again. So it was really unnecessary from Baam’s part to suddenly splash water on his face. “You shouldn’t be so distracted in our second date.”
A nervous giggle that makes clear that Baam is playing around because he is as anxious as Khun. “Sorry.” And Khun means it. He should not me making Baam more uncomfortable.
Without another word, Baam takes Khun’s hand and leads him to the fountain, so they can sit on the border side by side. He does not let go of his hand though, so Khun starts massaging it, unconsciously at first. Then he notices it is a little sweaty, which makes him smile lovingly. Baam is trying so hard. He might be... he might really be in love with Khun.
“…Why don’t you believe me?” Baam’s quiet voice takes him by surprise. It is as if Baam was reading his thoughts. “I know you like me. Everyone says so too.” Well, his feelings towards Baam are kind of obvious, he has to admit. It still makes him embarrassed, however, for Baam to be the one saying that. “But you don’t believe I like you back in the same way.”
“I…” Baam silences him with a finger on his lips and a quiet shush.
“Please hear me out.” A sigh that Khun identifies as the ones that Baam lets out when he is about to let go of his stubbornness. “For the past month and a half, I have been trying to do things to make you happy.” Yeah, he has noticed, alright. Still, he remains silent, as Baam asked. “At first I called them experiments, since I didn’t know if my ideas would work. I repeated the ones that got good results, and discarded the ones that didn’t. That is what I write in the paper you were so curious about.”
Oh, so that is what he has been doing. So he is been experimenting with Khun? That sounds strange; scratch that. “What made you think you had to do things for me?”
“Well, I have my reasons.” Now Baam lets go of Khun’s hand and starts playing with his own fingers, intertwining them, separating them, and intertwining again, just like he does every time he feels uncomfortable. “But I also wanted to let you know that I love you. Like for real. But you don’t believe me.”
Khun takes Baam’s hand again into his, putting an end to that nervous compulsion. “It’s not that I don’t believe you.”
“But you think I’m confused, or vulnerable, or whatever. I can’t blame you for that, though. I was confused at the beginning. But a lot happened and now… I know for sure.” A tight squeeze in his hand, and golden eyes that look down, evading his own cobalt gaze. “Mr. Khun, you were sleeping for two years. That’s enough time for me to think, isn’t it?”
“I know, I know.” Khun scratches the back of his head with his free hand. If he does not want Baam to get the wrong idea, he would have to be honest too, just like Baam is opening his heart now. “Like I said, it’s not like I don’t trust you. It’s me that I don’t believe in.”
With those words, Baam lifts his head and those big, honey-colored eyes look straight at him, making him even more nervous. “How so?”
“Well, you are wonderful, Baam. You don’t know how much I have loved you ever since we met at the Floor of Tests.” Baam’s face gets tainted a little red, and it is the most adorable thing Khun has ever seen. Still, Baam remains silent, waiting for Khun to continue. Since he is already confessing, it is now or never, right? “You are like a miracle to me. I have grown so much because of you. I have a real family now. I have a reason to live. You are my reason to live. Baam, if you aren’t by my side, I think I would die.”
Everything comes out so naturally that Khun now wonders why he hid his feelings in the first place. So he keeps talking, letting everything flow. It does not matter if Baam is really in love with him or not. It does not matter if Baam then finds out he was just confused. If this confession can make Baam happy, it would have been worth it. And when he finishes speaking, it feels like an enormous weight has been lifted from him.
“You really love me… I already knew, but it feels different to actually hear it…” Baam squeezes his hand once again, his eyes shining with glee. But then his lovely smile turns into an adorable pout. “Then why don’t you even kiss me?”
“Eh?”
“You don’t even kiss me! Even though I have tried to get you to kiss me, you don’t do it.”
What? Khun points at Baam, completely astonished. Talk about Baam being full of surprises. “So it was on purpose after all! And here I thought you were too innocent to be doing those things on purpose!”
Baam looks at him with a little confusion, tilting his head and blinking three times. “Wait, what things do you think I did on purpose? It’s not like I did it many times.”
So there were times that were on purpose and some that were not. Which was which though? It is so hard to tell with Baam. He is so innocent and yet so sexy. Or maybe that is just the perspective of a man that is head over heels for him since forever. Khun shakes his head, trying to get those thoughts out of his mind. But since Baam is asking about it now, that is exactly why he has not kissed Baam, with the exception of that night that Baam wanted to sleep together, when he lost control for a moment.
With his face feeling a little hot, Khun scratches the back of his head once again, avoiding Baam’s curious eyes. “You remember what happened when we tried to sleep together, don’t you? I haven’t kissed you because it’s… difficult for me to control myself.”
“I know.” The certainty in Baam’s voice makes Khun even more embarrassed. “I know, but… I also told you I wanted to do those things with you.”
Jeez, is that Baam does not know how to be shy? He says that like it is nothing to be embarrassed about. Khun looks around him, making sure no one is staring at them, and then speaks in a whisper. “But you aren’t prepared for that…”
“Make me prepared then!” Khun can just gulp at the outrageous thing Baam just said so loudly. “You don’t have to push me down and do me just yet. You can just kiss me from time to time like a normal boyfriend does!”
“I-I know, but…” God, this is awkward, though Baam does not seem to find it a bit awkward. He is just blurting these embarrassing things like they are nothing, while staring directly into Khun’s eyes with his big, innocent ones. “It’s hard when you are this cute…”
Now Baam does look a bit embarrassed, finally. Jeez, they really are just a couple of idiots in love. “J-Just kiss me, ok? You can do it now. You won’t do anything beyond that if you are surrounded by people, right?”
Well, that is a good idea. He definitely will not jump on top of Baam if they are in public. And it could help him practice to be a normal person, and not a hungry, horny beast. So he takes Baam by the shoulders and leans forward, cutting the distance between their faces.
“Wait.” One of Baam’s fingers gets between them, separating their lips just barely. “I said kiss, not devour, ok?”
Khun feels his face grow hot once again, and nods two times, slowly. Of course he will not do anything too intense in public, just like Baam said. Is this part of Baam’s plan too, the one he writes in that piece of paper? Maybe it is. He stares at Baam’s face. He has his eyes closed in expectation and a cute and trusting smile on his lips. Baam has tried really hard to make him happy, and to make Khun understand that he loves him for real. How could he disappoint this gorgeous creature yet another time? So Khun takes Baam’s face by the chin and gives him the kiss Baam so temptingly is asking for. A sweet kiss which last a bit too short compared to how Khun would have wanted it to be.
“Are you satisfied with this, Baam?” Khun says, a little too much air in his voice. Baam seems speechless for a moment, but then a bright smile appears in his slightly red lips.
“No.” Khun’s eyes open wide, and he is about to protest, but Baam’s finger on top of his lips stops him. “I need many more like that. You are going to make me prepared to be your boyfriend, right?”
Cute pinkish cheeks, a lovely and slightly awkward smile, hands tightly grabbing his arm. Baam is all that is right in this world. And this gorgeous creature is telling him that he loves him, that he wants to be Khun’s. Even if this ends badly, even if, in the future, Baam finds out he is in love with someone else, someone more worthy of him, Khun will not regret giving their relationship a chance. How could he, if he is this happy right now? And Baam seems to be feeling the same.
“The others will wonder where we are.” Khun hears Baam say, as he rests his head on Khun’s shoulder.
“Let them wonder, let them wait.” Khun pets Baam’s hair, and rests his own head on top of Baam’s. That adorable giggle and the sound of the fountain are all he hears. The sun is setting and there are fewer and fewer people around them by each passing minute. “This is our moment, Baam.”
“It is.”
Khun takes one of Baam’s hands and leaves a kiss on its back. “I love you, Baam. Sorry for not saying it before.”
“It’s alright. What matters is that we’re officially boyfriends now, right? Finally.” Khun clears his throat, and Baam looks at him a little disappointed. “We aren’t?”
“No, no, it’s just I haven’t thought about that. If you want to, of course. We are.”
With a wide grin, Baam lays his head on Khun’s shoulder once again. Relaxing at last, and with everything said between them, both stare at the ceiling as it turns red and then black, with little imitations of stars decorating it. It is beautiful, and it is the first sky that Khun sees alongside Baam as a couple. Maybe one day they will see the real stars together. Even with all his doubts still lingering in his mind, Khun hopes they continue being a couple when that happens. Then, and forever.
-END of Day 7-
