[Adrian's POV]
"Strip."
Despite the pain in his right leg, Adrian couldn't hide the silly smile from spreading across his cheeks when he looked at Johan, who blushed upon realizing what he was asking him to do.
"B-Both of you. You're both..." Johan paused, his blush deepening. "Wet."
Adrian turned to Raymond and felt his face warming up as well. He looked away at the same time Johan did.
Okay, they needed to chill. Raymond looked chill as he discarded his torn up shirt, unbothered by their flustered faces. He was that oblivious. Or maybe he just didn't care at all.
After all that squabble, they ended up in Johan's house at his grandfather's command. It was bigger than he thought, and standing in the hallway made Adrian feel more intimidated than necessary, so he pulled his damped shirt over his head.
"Here." Johan handed towels to both of them. "So, who would take a bath first?"
