**The Unsettling Bath**

Inho locked the bathroom door behind them and set the clothes on the counter. He looked at Myung-gi for a second, almost as if he was debating something internally. "Strip," Inho calmly stated. Myung-gi's face was bright red. "What?" he loudly exclaimed. "I'm not going to do anything weird to you… for now," Inho said, his voice low and smooth. "Please, you have blood and dirt all over you." Myung-gi's anxiety spiked at the uncertain tone in Inho's voice. What did he mean by "not yet"? What was this man planning on doing with him? The questions swirled in his mind, but before he could ask any of them, Inho added, "If you don't do it, I'll have to take matters into my own hands." Myung-gi didn't like the sound of that. He had no idea what Inho was capable of, but the calmness with which he spoke sent shivers down Myung-gi's spine. With a mix of fear and reluctance, Myung-gi nervously grabbed the hem of his shirt. Inho stared intently as Myung-gi stripped himself of his shirt, presenting his pale, bruised chest, along with his slim waist and pretty pink nipples. Inho grinned, a sight that made Myung-gi's heart skip a beat. Myung-gi then stripped himself of his pants, leaving him in his underwear. Inho's eyes roamed over Myung-gi's body, taking in the sight of his pale, slightly plump thighs and nice, grab-able hips. Myung-gi shivered at the staring, feeling a mix of embarrassment and unease. Inho grabbed Myung-gi's wrist once again and dragged him towards the bathtub. He closed the drain and turned on the hot and part of the cold water, creating a warm, soothing stream. Inho let go of Myung-gi's hand but didn't stop staring, his eyes fixed on Myung-gi as if ensuring the boy didn't try to run. Myung-gi watched in concern and confusion as Inho stripped himself of all his clothes, one by one, revealing his muscular body. Two scars became visible - one lone scar by where his kidney was located and a scar from a bullet wound on his right shoulder. Inho had a nice body, but Myung-gi looked away instantly when he witnessed Inho take his underwear off. Inho chuckled, a low, husky sound. He gently tugged on Myung-gi's waistband. "You'll need to get rid of this so we can get in the bath," Inho smirked while he spoke. Myung-gi felt a surge of confusion. Why were they taking a bath together? He turned to look at Inho, but Inho looked a little irritated, his eyes narrowing slightly. Myung-gi knew he was taking too long, so he nervously stripped off his underwear as well. As they stood there, both naked and vulnerable, Myung-gi couldn't shake off the feeling that he was in grave danger. What was Inho's plan for him? And why did he seem so... interested in Myung-gi's body? The questions swirled in his mind, but for now, he was at Inho's mercy.