Bath Scene (There is a whisper of a citrus here, but it is actually just a sweet scene, so don't be scared if you don't want to read any explicit stuff because it doesn't happen, I promise!)


He gathered his supplies for the bath as she sat there in shock still. He walked back to her, reaching his hand out to her. "What does Imja need for the bath?" He asked, pulling her up after she accepted his hand.

She blinked a few more times before gathering her own clothes and toiletries. "Just these things," She said, bundling them up in her clothes. He rested his hand on the small of her back as they went to the bath.

Once they reached the room, Choi Young placed his items on a chair and then took her supplies and placed them on top. He turned to face her, his right hand barely touching her face. "Are you prepared?" He asked softly, unhurriedly as to not push her.

She smiled and gripped his hand, squeezing it gently. "Yes," She answered, her face showing a mild blush before she dropped her hand and started to untie her clothes.

He coughed and spun around. "Go ahead and climb in when Imja is ready," He said, his face threatening to turn red. He wasn't ready to watch her undress just yet, it seemed. He began to disrobe, breathing slowly in and out.

She fought back a laugh at how cute he was being. Aish, so cute, she thought to herself as she undressed quickly. She waited for him to undo all his clothes before calling out to him. "Can you help me up the steps?" She bit her bottom lip to stop himself from giggling in anticipation.

His eyes shut close for a moment, willing himself to calm down, before turning around and giving her his arm to support. He watched as she stepped easily into the tub, her curves swaying naturally. When she was comfortably in and making sounds of relaxation, he stepped in and sat himself behind her. He reached for her, bringing her closer to him by her waist. He nestled his head next to her neck, breathing her in.

Eun Soo wriggled to get closer, wrapping her arms around his, leaning against his chest. "I could easily get used to this," She spoke, her voice coming out breathy and unconciously sexy.

He let out a deep groan, moving his hands to her waist and trailing them up to place under her chest, her breasts resting on top. He kissed her neck, grazing his teeth lightly.

She let out a small chuckle before turning her head to look up at him as best she could. "I thought we were going to get clean," She commented, then pointing to the chair. "But all my cleaning things are over there." She pouted before moving to sit up on her knees to let him get up.

He smirked and ran his hand down her back. "I will get them, sit back down," He stated, pushing down gently on her shoulder. She smiled at him as he stepped out of the tub briefly to place the various items on the edge of the basin. "Are these all needed?" He asked aloud, getting back into the tub gently to avoid splashing.

She grinned and nodded while running her fingers through her hair. "I need the shampoo and conditioner for my hair," She started, pointing at two containers. She pointed at the bar of soap, "That's for both of us, but you know that already."

He shook his head before commenting, "I believe you." He pulled her backwards towards him again, having her sit in front. "Which one goes in your hair first?" He asked as he gently brushed her hair with his fingers.

She leaned forward and grabbed one bottle. "This. But just a small dob, about thiiis big," She explained, rounding her thumb and forefinger to the right size.

He nodded before grabbing hold of the bottle and tapping it into his other hand. "About this big?" He asked, moving his hand around her to show her.

She grinned and bobbed her head yes. "Exactly! Now you rub your hands until it foams and you scrunch your hands in my hair," She explained, demonstrating with her own hands.

He followed her directions, his eyes widening as he watched it build in his hands. He had never seen anything like it before. As he spread it throughout her hair, he was still amazed, and took a deep whiff of the scent. "The smell... What is it?" He questioned, his curiosity piqueing his interest.

She leaned her head back and let out a happy sound. "It's white forsythia with a hint of malcha in it," She described, her voice light and airy. "Ah, and the conditioner is chrysanthemums, the yellow flower I put in your hair?" She reminded him, her hands moving to rest on his legs, her fingers tapping as he worked on her hair.

He finished and started rinsing her hair out with a large cup by the tub. It fizzled into the water and he splashed it around to gather around her, spreading the perfume towards her.

He slowly massaged her scalp with the conditioner, letting it set for a few minutes as they sat, soaking up the warmth of the water. She turned her head so she could lean her cheek on his chest, smiling peacefully. "Ah, to get spoiled like this. Can it always be like this?" She wondered aloud, her eyes closing in content bliss.

He smiled and let one hand gently cup her cheek, rubbing his thumb on her cheek affectionately. "If I'm able to, every night," He promised, his other arm coming to wrap around her waist and hold her close.

She sighed happily before speaking. "Sounds perfect," She said quietly before sitting up lazily.

He rinsed out her hair as before, running his free hand through to unknot the strands. He couldn't exactly pinpoint what it was exactly, but he was thoroughly infatuated with how her hair felt, looked, smelled... He wondered if it was because it belonged to her that he loved it so.

"Pick up your arms," He instructed, picking up the soap and lathering it in his hands. As she did, he held onto one of her hands, rubbing the soap on it carefully. Then he did the same to the other arm. His movements were soft and slow, carefully scrubbing as delicately as he could, missing no spot.

She could still feel the love for her every time he touched her. Her heart warmed and she felt like melting from his touches.

He rested his head on her shoulder as he gently rubbed the soap on her front. He was very delibaretly slow on her breasts to gain a rise out of her with her soft moans before he moved down to her belly, popping his finger in her bellybutton playfully. She giggled and swatted his hands away.

He kissed the back of her neck as he sat upright again, smoothing his hands out on her back, massaging her as he soaped her up. She mewed in delight at his hands working on her. As he rinsed her off, she held out her hand for the soap, which he passed off quickly. She started to work the soap in her hand to lather and waited until she was washed off fully. He kissed her shoulder tenderly before announcing he was done. She grinned and slowly turned around to face him. "Now it's my turn to wash you," She announced, grabbing one of his arms to get started.

He stared at her chest as he let his whole arm go limp in her hands. When he finally regained his wits, he tried to pull it back unsuccessfully. "What are you doing?" He asked in a low tone.

She winked at him as she dropped his left arm and then picked up his right. "What does it look like? I'm cleaning your dirty body," She said, her lips curling into a smile.

He let himself stare in appreciation of her body as she carefully worked a lather on his chest, bringing her body closer to his. She motioned with her finger to spin around, but he simply shook his head and before she could ask for an explanation, he gently wrapped his hands around her waist to hug her to himself. She yelped and wrapped her arms around his neck for support. "Here," He said simply. When she tried to lean backwards to separate, he tightened his hold. "Can't you reach my back now?" A smirk grew on his face as his hands took in the feel of her silky skin.

She pouted before scooting her legs into a better position and started scrubbing him none too gently. "Aish, don't you think you can warn me before? Ah this man," She scolded, slapping his back when she was done. He loosened his grip and let her slide into his lap. She crossed her arms and stared off to the side.

He raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Is Imja not happy bathing with me anymore?" He questioned, sliding his right hand up and down her back.

She shivered and slowly uncrossed her arms. "You should know the answer to that," She said unhappily before a smile grew on her face again. "But we're all done now, right?" She leaned her head to rest on his shoulder, his hands shifting to hold her better.

"Yes," He responded, letting his body slide down the side of the tub until his head rested on the edge, still holding her close.

She raised her left hand to rest on his chest as she snuggled peacefully to him. "Then, can we stay like this for a bit?"

He answered simply again with a "Yes," as his body relaxed for the first time that day.


When they got out, they decided to help dry each other off, Eun Soo first being dried according to Choi Young's request as to not cause her further sickness. They dressed quickly and walked hand in hand with each other back to bed.

As they placed their dirty clothes to be washed and their toiletries back in the dresser, Eun Soo sat back down on the bed, pulling back the covers. She looked up expectantly at him and raised her hand to him. "You'll join me again, right?" She asked, a soft smile on her face.

He gave her a smile in return as he nodded and waited for her to scoot over to let him in. They huddled together under the sheets, their bodies already used to holding each other through the night. Neither one of them wanted to think of the future that night, of her possibly leaving to heaven, but prayed to be together always, just holding each other every night and feeling at peace every day.


Faithagain: I'm definitely going to keep the asking about other relationships in this story and probably my other story as well, so that'll be fun lol. I want to try to go deeper into how she's changed since being with Choi Young because I love the transformation really of them both. Also want to do a chapter for episode 16 for the snippets collection. There's multiple words for love, but the sarang love is new to them, so I think when she gets back, she'll teach him the full meaning of sarang. They definitely will be talking about faith and love eventually here or in my other chapter, so no worries! I really do appreciate your insight and ideas, so don't apologize or worry ^^ :heart:. If I had a way to PM you, I feel like I'd message you a lot haha! And I'm not afraid to say no or be like ehhh if it doesn't work into what I'm planning, so go ahead, give me everything XD :heart:.

Guest: I like to add a little funny twist or something like that in my stories. I believe that she's already experienced because she was with someone for over 3 years, so I feel like she knows what it's like, although not in a very fantastic way that she would have with Choi Young. I agree that Choi Young is experienced too because he was so touchy-feely with his previous fiancée, so it feels like they definitely would have gone all the way.

I have at least one more chapter planned for here, so be on the lookout for that one soon! :) Thanks for reading as always! :hearts:.