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It was a rare day off. In their life of hectic schedules and constant scrutiny, it was one day of peace and quite and their own company.
Soobin knew the perfect way to spend it.
He had already spoken to Yeonjun the day before, the elder agreed, preferring a day when he didn’t have to make any decision or appeal to anyone. No need to work hard to be the best version of what other’s had in mind, he could just let go. Allow Soobin to take care of everything.
Everything.
Soobin took his time freshening up, he had all day and they probably wouldn’t spend the entire day like that, just a few hours to help settle themselves and then back onto the continuous grind.
The dorm was silent, the other three having decided they would spend their day off visiting family or friends. They wouldn’t be back until tomorrow and Soobin was glad for the privacy and silence.
He gathered the clothes and make up he needed and made his way to Yeonjun’s room. Slowly opening the door, he entered a room still draped in darkness and the slow softness of sleep. His darling deserved to sleep in for a bit, the sight of Yeonjun sprawled across his bed brought a smile to Soobin’s face.
He straightened up the place somewhat, just so that the clutter of the room wouldn’t disturb the peaceful vibe he was aiming for.
Once everything was set up as he wanted it, he made his way over to Yeonjun’s bed.
With a gentle hand carding through Yeonjun’s downy soft hair, Soobin made him sit up. Yeonjun’s eyes fluttered open, but he remained otherwise motionless.
Effortlessly lifting Yeonjun up and out of the bed, Soobin walked them over to the bathroom. Placing Yeonjun on the counter, he carefully pulled off the oversized shirt and tiny lose shorts Yeonjun had worn to bed.
Pleasantly surprised that Yeonjun hadn’t worn any underwear last night, he cradled that precious body and lowered him into the previously prepared bath.
The water was warm with sweat scented bubbles floating.
Although Yeonjun was being a perfect doll, he couldn’t control the way his body eased and relaxed into the warmth. Soobin didn’t bring that to attention, he knew that Yeonjun didn’t mean it. Bringing it to light might break the haze that the elder had already fallen into.
Soobin gently scrubbed Yeonjun’s body, washing his hair and delighting in how soft and smooth his skin was.
Once Soobin was perfectly satisfied with how clean Yeonjun was, he lifted him out of the bath and placed him onto the counter.
Quickly stopping off his wet clothes, Soobin reached for the warm towels and dried Yeonjun down and then wrapped him in a bath robe.
Through out the actions, Yeonjun was the perfect doll, not moving an inch and letting Soobin man handle him to his hearts content.
Bringing Yeonjun back into the bedroom, Soobin laid him down and dressed him up in the clothes he had already set out for him.
Lacy white panties, a flowing white gauze blouse and comfortable cotton pants.
Soobin quickly took a minute to change into clothes he had brought for himself as well, a loose fitting top and shorts.
Arranging Yeonjun’s soft malleable body on the bed, Soobin stepped back to admire the view. Taking a few pictures for his keeping.
Then Soobin turned towards his make up kit. He had been spending time learning how to apply make-up, asking the make-up noonas and even fellow artists. His show with that one make-up artist was extremely useful.
He knew exactly how he wasn’t to make Yeonjun up. Accentuate his pretty eyes and full luscious pouty lips. Make him the most perfect doll of all.
Yeonjun sat through the treatment without complaint, moving wherever Soobin directed him, not making a move out of Soobin’s approval.
After a significant amount of time, Soobin impressed with Yeonjun’s ability to stay absolutely still and perfectly Doll like, Soobin moved back.
His masterpiece was complete.
Yeonjun looked like his own personal porcelain doll.
To be admired and cherished and treated with utmost care and love.
Soobin took multiple pictures rearranging Yeonjun as he saw fit. Using the furniture as props to place Yeonjun in different poses.
Having taken enough pictures to last him quite a while, even in the dark lonely times, Soobin finally uttered the words.
“My perfect Doll.”
As if a spell had broken, Yeonjun took a deep breath, eyelashes fluttering as he stretched out his body. The abrupt change reminded Soobin of Pinocchio, a doll come to life.
“Did you have fun Soobin-ah?” Yeonjun asked, voice soft and lips curling in a sweet smile.
“Of course hyung. You are the best doll I could have imagined. Thank you.”
Yeonjun relaxed into Soobin’s arms as the other crawled into bed with him.