It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 53: His towel fell from his waist

Chapter 53: His towel fell from his waist

I was able to gloss through the topic of having a lover.

I kept telling them I didn’t but they didn’t believe me. I wonder, was there anything I did that gave them that conclusion?

’I don’t remember talking about a lover or saying anything that would point me out to be dating. I’m confused.’ I thought and sighed.

I stood in front of my apartment door and paused. I glanced at the door of the twins’ apartment and decided to go straight to them. I just needed to check up on them and make sure they were okay.

’If they haven’t eaten the food I kept in the fridge, I’ll just have to heat it for them.’ I thought as I pressed the doorbell. ’If they haven’t even eaten, I doubt they’ve taken their medicine. Gosh, I hope they’re okay. It’s already past lunchtime.’

I waited but there was no response from them. It got me worried and I feared that they were indeed not okay.

I tried texting them, but after waiting for more than five minutes, I still didn’t get a reply, so I decided to call. But even that, none of them picked up their phones.

It was nerve-wracking, knowing that something might have gone wrong and their fever returned even more dangerous than the previous night.

It scared me.

Anxious, I decided to go in on my own. I opened the door after putting in the passcode and rushed towards their rooms.

"Seojin! Seojun! Are you there?" I yelled as I made my way towards Seojun’s room first.

I opened the door and burst in without so much as a knock.

"Seojun!" I called and the person I met inside was Seojin, and not only that, he had nothing on but a towel wrapped around his waist. "Seojin? Are you okay?" I asked, rushing towards him.

I stood in front of him and examined him carefully in my worried state.

"Are you okay? Why weren’t you picking up my calls or replying to my texts? Are you okay? Are you healthy? Are you okay?" I asked, repeating a question over and over. It was how anxious I was, and Seojin laughed.

"Why? Don’t I look healthy to you, Hyung?" He asked, and leaned in to whisper in my ear. "You rushed in and I thought you were very excited to see me. Were you just worried?"

He was close. So close that my heart went pittypat, whatever that is. I gulped. Be u fazed, Dongwoo. You can do it.

"Of course I was worried." I said. "I don’t know your health status, and you wouldn’t reply when I texted and wouldn’t pick up my calls. No one answered the door when I rang the bell so I..." I clutched my coat. "I was worried."

"Awn, my sweet Hyung." He said, sliding my hair across my ear, like it would all slide back. Thanks to missing my days, it was considerably long enough and most of it slid behind my ear, but what was he doing? "Sorry to make you worry." He said. "I was in the shower, so I didn’t hear my phone ring, and I couldn’t hear the door either." He added and I threw my gaze away, trying to avoid his eyes.

I caught sight of his phone on the bed and realized it.

"Well, that’s a relief." I said. "Are you okay now?" I asked and he smiled.

"Doesn’t it look like it, Hyung? Or do you want to check for yourself?" His voice was low, like he was trying to entice me and I felt my face heating up.

’Please, no. Please, calm down.’ I told myself.

"Hyung, how about it?"

No, I couldn’t do this. I gently shoved him aside, hoping to escape his temptation but in the process, his towel slipped from around his waist, and my eyes widened.

What... What was that?

What was that I was seeing? I... I imagined it would be big but that... That was huge. My face burned immediately and I covered my nose, fearing an immediate nosebleed.

"Oh my, my bad." Seojin said as he bent down to pick up his towel. "I should’ve tied it properly."

He stayed bent on the floor and even placed on knee on the floor. I... I didn’t know where to look and my eyes frantically explored the room. It was awkward. No, it was hot. It was so hot that my brain was going to melt.

Seojin suddenly grabbed my waist and asked,

"Why are you so slim, Hyung? It’s like you’re not eating properly." He said, and that was the last straw.

My nose began to bleed, dripping blood from both nostrils like my brain had indeed melted.

"S-Seojin, please get up." I said, and Seojin did just that.

"Why are you covering your face, Hyung? Is something wrong?" He asked and I shook my head. He could never know that I was having a nosebleed from looking at him naked.

He would think I was a pervert right away.

"Bathroom." I said. "I need to use the bathroom."

"Go ahead but, are you sure you’re okay?" He asked and I nodded. "I’m fine."

I wanted to get to the bathroom right away and wash off the blood that would soon flow out of my palms.

But then, Seojun appeared at the door, scratching the back of his neck as his wet hair dropped down the remnant of water he couldn’t dry off after his bath.

"Lorenzo," he spoke in Italian. "Is Hyung here yet? I could’ve sworn I heard his voice when I was in..." His voice died down as he lifted his gaze to see me heading for the bathroom. "...the bathroom." He shook his head. "When did Hyung get here and you..." He shifted his gaze to his naked brother. "Why are you naked in front of him? What did you try to do?"

He did know that I could understand Italian, right?

Wait, that wasn’t the case here. I needed to stop my nose from bleeding and hide the fact as well.

But instead of prioritizing that, I ended up staring at Seojun as he approached Seojin with his questions. He, too, had nothing but a towel on and his soft and full pecs were on full display. Yeah, he packed a lot more there than Seojin did and his image with dripping hair... Ah, I wish I could get it on camera.

We already did a shoot with water but it was nothing compared to this.

’Should I recommend a towel commercial for the twins?’ I wondered, in such a dire time and it soon backfired.

"Wait, Hyung what’s wrong?" Seojun asked, suddenly grabbing my hand and releasing my arm that I was using to cover up my bleeding nose.

As soon as he did, the blood filling up in my enclosed palm spilled all over the floor and like a little kid getting found to have been hiding sweats, I darted my eyes away and said,

"Ah, where did all that blood come from?"