The bathroom door creaked open, steam spilling into the bedroom like a slow exhale. Taehyung emerged first—water sluicing down the carved planes of his abdomen, his cock still half-hard as he raked a hand through his damp hair. His smirk was a blade as he caught Minsoo’s gaze lingering on the fresh bite marks peppering Koo’s throat. "*Enjoy the show?*" he taunted, flicking a stray droplet at Minsoo’s flushed face.

Namjoon followed, toweling off his muscled thighs with deliberate slowness. "*Pathetic,*" he snorted, nodding at the sticky puddle on the floor where Minsoo had come untouched. "*Couldn’t even wait for her to finish.*" He tossed the damp towel onto Minsoo’s lap with a laugh. "*Clean yourself up, cuck.*" Yoongi was last—leaning against the doorframe, his fingers tracing the scratches Koo had left on his chest. "*She’s ruined," he mused, licking his lips. "*Still twitching around nothing.*"