He let his jeans down.
My cheeks heat up.I can feel my heart beats in them.I am trying not to look but that makes me just more stupid.
He laughs.
"You look cute when you are shy."
I turn my face 90 degrees to the right and stand - motionless.
"What? We're both men."
- Speechless.
My eyes look nervous.
He then approaches me and says "I'm done"
I look at him and he says "Trousers left"
"Man, What the hell?"
He chuckles.
His lower body was semi-, his legs lightly tanned which held little bumps of muscle.
Thanks god he's wearing boxers or else he would have fainted already.* I would hit him*
He just made me a fool infront of him.You just wait...
Let the war begin..AATTACKK

"I think I am hyung to you, and you shouldn't do that to me."
He laughs it off and calmly says
"At least am a taller donsaeng"
"1996?"
"Yeah.How did you know?"
"Umm.I just guessed it?"
Cunning, aren't you?.
"July 17th?"
"How did you know.Are you a psychic?"

"No it's just that.."

The door opens
"What are you two doing here?"