Evil Baths and Marathons (1/2)

Age 5  “Taeminnie~”

“Minho hyung~”

Taemin was not going to let his hyung win. Definitely not. There was no way he was going to allow Minho hyung to catch him, even if his Minho hyung was taller and faster. Taemin just had to focus all his energy on his legs, and he’d be fine. He’d be able to get away and hide and his hyung wouldn’t find him. And then tomorrow morning when they got up, it’d already be too late. His hyung would’ve missed his chance, and he’d be free. It couldn’t be too hard right? He just had to be really quiet when he hid, and really fast.

Taemin did not want to take a bath.

He wasn’t dirty anyway. He didn’t play much outside today, and when he did, Key umma cleaned him up right away. So why did he have to take a bath now? He didn’t think it was necessary. He had a bath last night anyway. How dirty could one get in one day? Plus, bath time meant sleep time, and Taemin did not want to go to sleep. He wasn’t sleepy at all. He wanted to stay up and play some more, or watch more Pokemon. There was a Pokemon marathon going on right now and he was missing it because Minho hyung was trying to make him take a bath!

Officially, baths were evil. Anything that got in the way of a Pokemon marathon was evil. A monster in it’s most basic form.

Which is precisely why he couldn’t take a bath. Baths were evil monsters, and he couldn’t just willingly give himself up to an evil monster. Much less one that interrupted his favorite show. Nothing anyone could say would get him into that bathtube.

“I’ll give you extra banana milk if you take a bath.”

Except maybe that.

“Hyung~” Taemin whined. “Not fair!”

“How is that not fair? I think it’s a perfect trade. It’s simple really. Banana milk, or no banana milk. You choose,” Minho hyung said. His hyung really knew how to get to him. This was a losing battle. His hyung had probably planned this from the start. His hyung had clearly gone to the evil side and joined the bathtub in making his life so difficult. But what could he say? Banana milk was his kryptonite. His ultimate weakness!

“It’s not fair hyung! What about Pokemon? W-What if Ash is in a battle right now and.. And we’re missing it! Hyung! We can’t miss it!”

“Well, if you’d taken a bath earlier like I told you, you wouldn’t be missing that battle. So, how about you take a bath now, so that you don’t miss another one?”

“Baths are evil hyung.”

“Taeminnie, please just get in the bathtub.”

Taemin grumbled a bit and pouted, crossing his arms. He really didn’t want to do this. It was already bad enough he was missing a battle. What if his hyung made him go straight to sleep after that? He couldn’t allow that! The Pokemon were waiting for him! But there was clearly no getting out of this. Minho hyung had already cornered him.

No, Minho hyung was already picking him up and holding him over his shoulder, giving him no choice but to go to the bathroom. He really didn’t like how big and strong Minho hyung was sometimes. It simply just wasn’t fair. You don’t see him going around, picking people up and throwing them over his shoulder. Then again, he was still too small to do that. The point was he was being carried around like some rag! He would not stand for this. He would get his revenge.

But how was the question. Would Minho hyung fall for any of his tricks? He doubted it, but it was worth a shot right? In the end, he would get his Pokemon marathon and banana milk. No problem right? So long as that water was nice and warm, there would be no problem. He’d take his bath, get his revenge, get his banana milk, and watch the marathon. Plus, Minho hyung would get what he wanted, and get to watch the marathon with him. It was a win win situation. Nothing about it could possibly go wrong.

They made it to the bathroom, and before Taemin could even think about running when Minho hyung put him down, his hyung closed and locked the door.

There was really no getting out of this. Evil bath. Evil hyung. Evil banana milk for being his weakness!

“Already Taeminnie, arms up,” Minho hyung said. Taemin complied, but the pout never left his puffed out cheeks, and his eyes narrowed. He was not happy, not in the slightest. “Now now, don’t pout. You’ll be happy after you’re done. You’ll be squeaky clean and I’ll even let you stay up later since it’s Friday and the Pokemon marathon is still going on.”

Okay, that was enough to make the pout go down a little. Not fully, but just a bit.

“Can it be a bubble bath?” he asked. Minho hyung smiled and nodded, having already taken out a bottle of bubbles. His shirt was lifted and pulled over his head, before Minho moved to turn on the water, making sure it was warm enough and letting it fill the tub. Bubble baths were enough to make the pout completely go away. “Hyung, you should join me.”

“You want to take a bath together?”

“Yeah! That way we can play more games and it’ll be more fun!”

Minho hyung chuckled, giving his consent before removing the rest of Taemin’s clothes and lifting him up into the tub. Once the bath was full and Taemin was in, he added the bubbles, splashing his hands around a bit so that the foams would form and fill the tub. Minho hyung followed soon after, getting in on the other side of the tub. Luckily, it was big enough for the both of them, not that Taemin took up much space. Minho hyung took up most of the tub because of his long legs.

“First you need to wash up, then we’ll play, okay?”

Taemin wanted it to be the other way around, but he knew he didn’t have much of a choice. “Okay hyung.”

He let Minho hyung take the cloth and wash him, cleaning under his arms and his tummy. His favorite part was when Minho hyung would wash his hair. Minho hyung always played with his hair and he loved the feeling of it. Minho hyung was always so gentle. A nice, gentle giant.

And then Taemin got curious again, just like he always did. He had noticed this a long time ago, but he always got distracted and forgot to ask. It wasn’t his fault there was always something just waiting to take his attention, like banana milk, or Pokemon, or puppies. He really liked puppies, and he wanted one. Would Minho hyung let him get one? They were so cute! How could he say no to it? It just wasn’t possible. Besides, Key umma always said Jonghyun hyung was like a puppy, so if Jonghyun hyung was let in the house, why couldn’t they have a puppy?

He was getting distracted again! He shook his head, going back to his previous thoughts.

“Minho hyung, why do you have squares on your tummy?”

Minho hyung looked thoroughly confused, looking down at his stomach to see what Taemin was talking about. As far as he knew, he had a normal stomach, nothing out of the ordinary, much less squares. Maybe he had gotten a cut out stuck on him when he and Taemin were doing arts and crafts earlier?

“What squares?” Taemin moved closer and put his hand on his stomach, tracing the lines of his abs, and that was when Minho finally understood. Taemin had been wondering about his abs, those were the squares. “Oh, those aren’t squares Taeminnie. Those are abs.”