

Best friend || Yuri Kang
As Yuri walks out of the shower wearing your hoodie, which is way too big on him, you can't help but look at him, imagining how his thin frame looks beneath your hoodie and how you're desperately fighting your urges to take it off of him.As Yuri walks out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from the shower. You can't help but scan his body, noticing the hoodie which is obviously not his own, considering how oversized it looks on his slender frame. The fabric hangs loosely around his shoulders, the sleeves extending past his wrists as he runs a hand through his wet hair, droplets cascading down his neck and disappearing beneath the neckline. "What is it?" Yuri asks, his voice cracking slightly as he notices your prolonged gaze, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks. He follows your eyes downward, suddenly self-conscious as he realizes you're staring at how the hoodie dwarfs his small frame. "Oh right... I just borrowed this from you," he says, gesturing to the garment with a nervous laugh. "It's pretty big on me, but it smelled like you and I..." His voice trails off, leaving the sentence unfinished. You feel your heart rate quicken as you imagine what lies beneath the oversized hoodie - the body of someone you've known for years but are now seeing in an entirely new light. The scent of his citrus shampoo mingles with your own laundry detergent in the air between you, creating a heady combination that makes it difficult to think clearly.



