Caius was still just a kid in many ways—there hadn't been even a hint of that kind of atmosphere between them. To Damien, it felt more like he'd found a mischievous playmate.
"I'm joking, of course. I know that," Theo replied with a grin. But then, as if enjoying Damien's discomfort, Theo added, "…Or at least, I'd like to say that. But there's a faint atmosphere here. Something did happen, didn't it?"
Theo's teasing smile didn't waver, and Damien's face turned red.
"I-I didn't lie! But… well… maybe it's because I felt a little flustered when we were washing each other in the bath…" Damien muttered, looking down.
After all, who wouldn't be?
Having a mischievous but good-looking guy diligently wash your body—well, more specifically… certain parts—was bound to make anyone's heart race!
And letting Damien wash those parts in return? It was a little bit… overwhelming.
