Tok Tok Tok...
"Robin?" Hanu called softly. No response.
Tok Tok Tok
"Robin? I just need to borrow your shower real quick..."
Still no answer.
Letting out a sigh, Hanu slowly turned the doorknob.
Click.
It wasn't locked.
"I'm coming in, okay..."
The moment he stepped inside, a familiar masculine scent enveloped him—clean, cool, sharp. Just like Robin.
The room was neat. A few folded clothes on a shelf, a small rack of books in the corner. But Robin was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly—
Click.
The bathroom door swung open, and the sound of footsteps echoed through the steam.
Robin emerged, a small white towel slung low around his waist. His body was still wet, droplets trickling from his dark hair down his broad chest, over his defined abs, and the tattoos that traced the sides of his torso.
He froze in place when he saw Hanu standing near the closet.
His eyes widened. "H-HANU?"
Hanu stood paralyzed, unable to tear his gaze away from Robin's body.
Worse—his eyes dropped lower...
And locked onto the very obvious, very prominent bulge beneath the damp white towel.
Too clear. Too large. Too... much.
"AAAAA!!!" Hanu shrieked, covering his eyes with both hands in panic.
Robin instinctively stepped forward. "Hey—don't scream—!"
But as he reached out to grab Hanu's shoulder, Hanu's flailing hand accidentally tugged the edge of the towel.
Srrrak.
The towel slid to the floor.
Robin froze.
Hanu froze.
Five agonizing seconds of silence passed between them, eyes locked in the most embarrassing moment imaginable.
Then Hanu let out another squeal and spun away, cheeks on fire.
Robin hastily bent down to grab the towel, covering himself again in record time.
---
A few minutes later...
They both sat on the bed, Robin now wearing a T-shirt and shorts, Hanu hugging his knees, his face still burning.
"Why the hell did you walk out of the bathroom like that?!" Hanu snapped.
"This is my room!" Robin retorted defensively. "I just finished showering! How was I supposed to know you'd suddenly barge in?"
"I—I just needed a quick shower..." Hanu muttered irritably.
Robin exhaled. "Fine, go ahead and use it."
"Really?"
"Yeah, unless you'd rather stay out here and keep staring at me like that..."
"I WASN'T STARING AT ANYTHING!"
Robin chuckled softly, clearly amused. Hanu scowled harder and marched to the bathroom. Just before stepping in, he turned and pointed.
"Next time... check before walking out naked."
"Next time... don't enter someone's room without knocking properly."
---
In the Bathroom
Robin's scent still lingered in the air—soap, skin, and warmth.
Hanu looked into the mirror and gave his flushed cheek a light slap.
"Why... why did I have to be the one to see all that first..." he muttered, mortified.
But no matter how hard he tried, the image returned.
Robin's toned body, the ink on his arms and chest, and... that other thing he accidentally saw.
"So big..." he whispered, then clamped a hand over his mouth.
"You're insane, Hanu. Absolutely insane."
He splashed cold water on his face, desperate to shake off the storm of thoughts flooding his brain.
---
Back in Robin's Room
Robin stared at the ceiling, still dazed.
"Damn... that towel got pulled off," he murmured.
His gaze dropped to his lap.
"Thank God I didn't... get hard."
But fate had other plans.
Click.
Suddenly, the lights went out. Total blackout.
"What the—" Robin stood up in confusion.
From the bathroom came a panicked voice.
"AAAAA!!! ROBIN!! THE LIGHTS!! IT'S PITCH DARK!!"
Robin immediately rushed to the bathroom door.
Before he could even speak, a wet body launched out of the dark and clung tightly to him.
"ROBIN! It's dark—I'm scared—I can't breathe when it's pitch black!"
Robin froze.
He instantly realized—Hanu wasn't wearing a single thing.
The soft, trembling body pressed against his chest. Hanu's arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
Robin swallowed hard. "H-Hanu..."
"Don't let go, please... not yet..." Hanu whispered shakily.
Robin wanted to tell him to go back inside, to grab a towel, anything.
But his whole body locked in place.
The warmth of Hanu's skin, the scent of his damp hair, the closeness—every nerve in Robin's body lit up like fireworks.
He gently placed his hands on Hanu's waist, trying to create a small distance.
"Hanu... You really need to put some clothes on. This... this is dangerous."
"I'm scared," Hanu whispered again.
With trembling fingers, Robin pulled out his phone and turned on the flashlight.
The light immediately hit Hanu's bare skin—uncovered and glistening.
"A-AHHH!!!" Hanu squeaked, scrambling to cover himself with his arms. "TURN THAT OFF!!"
Robin turned rigid, eyes wide.
Hanu snatched the phone and slammed the bathroom door shut.
---
Robin collapsed back onto the bed, flushed and breathing heavily.
"He... he was completely naked... and he hugged me..."
He buried his face in his hands, trying to steady his breath.
And then... he felt it.
"Shit... it's happening."
---
His body ached with heat. The memory of Hanu's warm skin, the breath against his neck, that unintentional glimpse...
With a heavy sigh, Robin slipped under the covers, hands sliding downward.
"Just once... just this once...AAHHH...FUCK!!!"
His breath grew ragged, his body tense with desire.
And all he could think about... was Hanu.