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Hoseok is fine working for the palace, this lifestyle very different from the one he used to have back home, and he is very honored and thankful to be able to do it, even if he just has to clean the spaces of the big castle. Each week the head servants assign a new place so the workers can rotate, once in a while if someone is peculiarly better at one place they would make them have it permanently. As of now Hoseok enjoys getting to know a different room each week, it's a pleasure to his sight to be in presence of such beautiful rooms and decorations.
His previous life was one of poverty and awful company, his father was not a nice man and that’s also why he feels so content getting to live in the palace. He shares a room with some other servants but they are all nice and make him feel welcome even though he is one of the newest additions.
“This week you are in charge of Prince Min’s private bathroom clean up.” the head of the service cleaners explains to him, “he likes to use all kind of essences and salts in his baths, so you must clean the bathtub thoroughly.”
“yes ma'am” Hoseok bows and gets on going.
He has to pick up the cleaning supplies from the storage room and go to the chamber. When they instructed him on how to act in the palace, he was told to always knock on the door and announce himself and then wait for the servant inside the room to open it whenever it came to go inside a royal family’s member chamber. So that’s what he does when he arrives to the correct door.
“Jung Hoseok, cleaning service.” He says loud after knocking. He hears a few thuds, something falling and steps getting closer until the door opens, but it's not a maiden, or a servant, or any other worker; holding the door open is no other than Prince Min, looking sleepy and serene as always. He panics for a few seconds but doesn't let it show, then he bows fast and low.
“Hello, come in, it’s okay.” Prince Min taps his shoulder to get him to stop bowing and starts going inside, Hoseok follows. “My maid is sick so that’s why she is not here, I guess you are here for the bathroom…” Prince Min talks slow and peacefully, he always does, the irradiates a peaceful energy all the time, Hoseok feels himself relaxing a little, “...Over here.” he walks through the room to a door on the side, “just in time, I was wanting to take a bath later.” he says as he opens the bathroom door to let Hoseok in.
“I’ll make sure to leave it prepared for you, Prince Min.” Hoseok bows again and gets to work.
When the prince goes out, he leaves the door open. When Hoseok moves around he can see him resting on his bed with a book in his hands. A few times he catches Yoongi looking at him and adverts his eyes quickly. The room is not dirty at all, not like other rooms he had to clean around the palace, the worst so far being the kitchen. When he gets to the bathtub he makes sure to brush it immaculate. After rinsing, he dares to go up to the doorframe and ask, “Prince Min, “ when he looks up from the book Hoseok continues, “Do you want me to start filling the tub? I’ll be done soon.”
“Yes, please, that would be perfect.” Yoongi answers with a smile. Hoseok feels intimidated by how heavy the prince eyes feel on him.
He bows again and goes back inside to open the tap and starts filling the tub while he finishes some details around the place.
A few moment later he hears a calling, “Hoseok-ssi, can you please put in some lavender on the water?” Prince Min is walking around the room, he seems to be looking for clean clothing as he opens an armoire’s doors and scans it.
“Of course, Prince Min” Hoseok does as he was told and drizzles lavender flowers on the hot water. It’s not a minute later that the fragrance starts to reach him. He imagines the prince must always smell really good.
As of his previous lifestyle, he only had the brown and cold river to clean himself, there was nothing more pleasurable than being given soap and hot water to wash himself since he arrived at the palace, even though its neutral soap, the smell still feels like luxury to him.
After a few moments, the turns off the tap and arranges the towels on a side table to be close.
“Prince Min, the bath is ready for you.” Hoseok says as he turns around to get to the door, but when he does he is greeted by the sight of the prince, only a silk robe covering him, but nothing compared to the amount of layer that he usually wears. In this piece there is more skin showing than any other time he has seen the boy.
“As I don't have my maid with me, “ Yoongi asks as he picks up the change of clothes he selected before, “would you be so kind to stay for a while more? I always need help tying this things while getting dressed” he emphasizes ‘this things’ by swaying the long ties of the garments.
“Yes, I’ll stay. Please tell me anything you need help with. I’ll gladly help.” Hoseok replies nervously.
“Relax, you don’t need to be so uptight.” Yoongi get inside the bathroom and as he reaches the bathtub he slides the robe off his shoulders and lets it fall. Hoseok closes his eyes surprised and waits until he hears the sound of the water to open them again. “You can call me Yoongi if you want.” the prince ads looking at him from his now seated position on the tub.
“Yes Prince Yoongi.” Hoseok feels like he is the one that's naked under his gaze. Yoongi giggles softly.
While Yoongi baths Hoseok adverts his sight tries to look at one small pint in the wall, thinks about anything but the way the water sounds as Yoongi moves, the way it smells and the whole room feels humid and relaxing. He feels a tension, he feels watched, and he is almost sure if he was to look at the prince, he would caught him staring, but at the same time there is no explanation. Why would a prince like Yoongi even want to get a sight of a low life like his own.
“You feel different” Hoseok almost jumps at the voice interrupting his thoughts. He wonders for a second if Yoongi can read his mind or something like that. He makes the mistake of looking at him. Yoongi is resting on the border of the tub, his gaze is soft yet intense, “come here…” he gestures with his hand, “...if you want to.”
In the palace there is not such a thing as doing what you want, not when you are on shift less than all. But even if it completely was up to him, he would go too. So he does, slowly and trying to avert his eyes from whatever is visible under the water.
Yoongi gestures for him to get lower, so they are on the same eye level, so Hoseok kneels on the soft mat of fur that lays next to the tub. Yoongi’s hand tentatively reaches for his face, this time Hoseok keeps Yoongi’s gaze, he is trying to read the situation but it’s hard. Yoongi is hard to read but he feels like he is emanating some warm feeling, comfort, something else.
Yoongi is beautiful up close, even more than he already thought before, his pale skin tints peach from the heat of the bath, his eyelashes shine wet and so does his black coal hair.
When Yoongi’s hand reaches his face, it rubs Hoseok’s cheekbone and its soft, softer than any other touch he ever felt. Goosebumps trail over his body, and Yoongi smiles almost imperceptibly.
“You feel special, want you. I’ve been watching you since you came into the palace”Yoongi admits, his cheeks get a little more red. It’s cute. “would you like it if I asked for you to be my maid” Hoseok feels shy but happy, wanted.
Male maids are not common but neither unheard of. “Yes, Pri- Yoongi” Hoseok leans into the touch, Yoongi is cupping his face with one hand, the other still rests on the side of the tub. His smile grows a little when he hears his name.
“Hoseok…”
“Yes, Yoongi.”
“Be mine.”
“Yes. Yes, I am.”
The next days were different, for starters Yoongi had made it official, that Hoseok was his maid, this generated a little of commotion around the servants wing. Everyone was kind tho, his roomates even celebrated with him over a cup of wine they managed to get from the kitchen. Hoseok didn’t feel like it was something to make such a fuss over. It felt natural to him, because Yoongi made it feel like that.
Then he was given his the guidelines of his new job, it demanded more time, but that also meant more time with Yoongi. And each day that passes it seems more and more like Hoseok has won the lottery.
Yoongi is kind, soft, beautiful, and he also treats Hoseok as more than just a maid. His hands always find their way to Hoseok whenever they are close, be it a soft graze, or a gentle touch, a steady and calming grip on his shoulder, a light caress on his cheek; all this touches seem to have different meanings, and he is learning to interpret them one by one.
When they are not doing anything in particular, like preparing Yoongi to go out, which takes much longer than he ever thought tying some pieces of clothing could take; or when he helps Yoongi to his bath, or assists him during breakfast; when they are “free”, Yoongi talks to him, he actually talks a lot, contrary from what is rumored. Yoongi always seems to have deep thoughts and ideas, he teaches Hoseok all kinds of stuff he would never dream of knowing, he even reads to him. The first time he did Hoseok couldn't help the tears that escaped him, never in his life had he dreamed to be able to hear such poetry. Yoongi had urged him closer and dried his tears with his thumb, so gentle. Yoongi is so gentle with him.
One evening, Hoseok goes back to the chamber after a maids meeting, his first one, they discuss general points about the job to perfect it even more. When he gets there, he does softy, as he notices Yoongi is asleep already, but before he can leave again, Yoongi raises, “Hoseok?” Yoongi rubs his eyes.
“yes, my prince” Hoseok opts for entering and closing the door behind him.
“I fell asleep waiting for you…” He yawns
“I’m sorry, did you need anyth-”
“I missed you.” he says and Hoseok heart does something inside his chest, “come here?”
Hoseok goes, he sits on the border of the bed right next to him. Usually Yoongi would extend his hand and hold his face or something along those lines, but instead he places his arms around Hoseok’s neck and hides his head on his neck.
Hoseok goes still in surprise for a second and then relaxes into the embrace, even lifts his arm to return it.
“I missed you too Yoongi.” At that Yoongi’s eyes searches for Hoseok’s, head still on his shoulder. their faces are really close, maybe the closest they've been so far. And Yoongi inches closer, tentatively. Hoseok closes his eyes as Yoongi’s lips grazes his own, his brain melts, his heart is about to burst from his chest. Hoseok also inches forward a little, so that the press of lips is stronger. And so the kiss grows, as soft and as gentle and loving as it can. Yoongi repositions himself so that he is more comfortable on Hoseok’s lap, they are still embracing each other and kissing. They can’t stop.
Hoseok doesn't even have time to think there is wrong on what they are doing, there is absolutely no way something so great can be wrong.
There can be nothing wrong in the way they move to lay on the bed, still kissing, even more tangled, Yoongi’s robes are all around him, Yoongi is all around him. There can be nothing wrong in the way the robes come undone and fall on the ground layer by layer, Hoseok’s too. There can be nothing wrong in the way Yoongi’s fingers dance all over Hoseok’s golden skin and Hoseok’s hands wander all over Yoongi’s pale body. There can be nothing wrong with how good it feels to be inside Yoongi, how good it feels when Yoongi bounces on him, around him, how good it feels to hear Yoongi’s soft gasps and sounds as they become one.
There is nothing wrong with how they love each other.