A/N: Bolin goes into the sauna to relax. Another BoWei, continuation of Thank You and Sparring. I assume they are now staying at Air Temple Island actually and so, there is a steam room :D. If you don't like that explanation, then AU.
Disclaimer: I do not own LoK.
Bolin leaned back against the wooden boards that made up the walls of the steam room, a fluffy white towel draped across his naked waist and another across his eyes. After a long day of training, it was nice to just unwind and let his muscles relax.
After he and Wei had finished sparring, the Bei Fong twin said he 'had something to do' but that he would catch up with him later. Bolin just shrugged, too tired to really question him on it.
He heard the soft creak of the door to the steam room and Bolin wondered who it was. It was a public sauna, one in which anyone could come and go as they pleased. He shifted the towel over his eyes to free his left one and saw a familiar face.
"Wei, I didn't know you'd be coming here," Bolin said with a warm smile.
"I said I'd catch up with you later, didn't I?" Wei said as he stepped into the room.
"I thought you meant at dinner," Bolin said as he pulled the towel off his face and sat up.
Wei just chuckled, "I enjoy a good steam as much as the next guy, especially if it involves certain company."
Bolin didn't know what to say. Wei had been acting different and dropping not-so-subtle hints since he rescued him and his family from Kuvira. And there was the midnight kiss, and the nose-rubbing and...
"Mind if I sit here?" Wei asked as he pulled off his shirt and took the place on the wooden bench right beside Bolin.
Bolin looked around the empty room and said nervously, "You sure you don't want to sit anywhere else? I mean, it is a big place."
Wei frowned a bit before he recovered and gave Bolin a smile. "You're right. I'll move," he said. He got up and took the place right across from Bolin, fixing his towel above his waist just like Bolin had and leaned back against the wooden wall.
Bolin raised his eyebrow at the boy but then shook his head. It was nothing, absolutely nothing. He replaced the towel over his eyes and leaned back himself.
A few moments later, there was a loud groan. Bolin peaked from under his towel to see Wei stretching. He bent his arms over his head, stretching his biceps and triceps to their max before switching arms. He pushed them out in front of him, the thin sheen of sweat he had already acquired making his body glisten in the light that streamed in from the sunroof.
Then he looked over at Bolin and Bolin adjusted the towel over his eyes better. He wasn't just watching the fit metalbender. He was just curious.
He heard the footsteps approach him, but Bolin dare not move an inch. He wasn't watching Wei. He wasn't watching Wei.
"I'll see you at dinner, Bolin," he heard in his ear. He felt the boy's body hovering over his, he could smell the sweat coming from his body, and he could just imagine the fine droplets on his skin.
The footsteps padded away and the door creaked open. Before it closed, Wei added, "You should do something about your towel. It kind of...shifted."
With the door closed, Bolin pulled the towel off his eyes to see the towel around his waist had definitely shifted. He groaned. What was happening to him?