✿ BL scene. Skip if you're not comfortable ✿
Randall just stood there, watching as Kyle took a towel and dried himself. Before Kyle could wrap that towel around his waist, however, Randall took it out of his hands.
"You're not going to need this now," he growled, then grabbed Kyle's wrist.
He dragged Kyle along, his steps fast and quick, which made Kyle stumble a bit. Throwing Kyle onto the bed, Randall quickly leaned over him, staring at him from above.
"Gah, Randall," Kyle said with annoyance, "Stop being such a prick!"
Kyle was only half on the bed, while his legs were dangling on the side. Randall didn't say a word, but continued to stare at Kyle's face, then chest and with extreme disappointment over Kyle Jr being limp.
"I can't believe that you're really here," Randall finally said.
"Yes, I'm here. Now get off," Kyle said, turning around to get off the bed.
Randall stopped him, saying, "No."
