Naked Way to Say Hello Part 3@Readers’ Choice Series (KBTBB)
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Scenario / Situations Greeting Stranger naked
Character: Soryu Oh
Notes: Part 1 here. Previously, you open your door to see a handsome man who return your belongings and stares at you blankly to realize you’re NAKED. You later find him in the casino with two friends which lead to a date with Soryu, here…
Apparently he’s the guy you’ve had a long chat with, “Sorry I’m terrible with faces!” How could you not remember him, you two discuss the latest detective series as well as the movie that’s coming to theater next week.
“You want to go watch the movie together?” Soryu asks with a slight pink blush on his cheeks.
You nod but stay silent, not knowing what to say or how to say it; fearing what you need to say. “I would love to.” You begin, “But I’m going to France in three days then Italy, maybe when I’m back in London then we could go see it?”
Soryu agrees without a smile, failing to hide his disappointment and frankly so are you. Not that you’ve known him long but you could sense his genuity and you love spending time with him. Time flies and by the time he walks you back to your room, it’s already pass eleven pm.
“Here I am.” You look down at your feet, afraid to meet his eyes.
“Yes here you are.” The man mumbles.
Should you invite him in for coffee, you couldn’t decide.
Your shoulders slum at his word, turning around to swipe your key card and ending a lovely evening that you wish to extend.
“Wait.” His hand on the doorknob, his back almost touches yours.
You gulp nervously, feeling his hot breath at the back of your neck. “Umm can I.. come in for some coffee?”
You stay silent and open the door, letting your date follow inside. There’s only instance coffee in a hotel room, you’re pretty sure any adults would know that but you heat up the kettle anyway.
Not knowing where to sit or what to say, you aimlessly walk around the room till Soryu finally asks if he’s making you nervous that you want him to leave.
“No!” You say, in your little shy voice. “Stay.”
With that, Soryu closes the distance and reaches out to touch your hair. “I like the color.” He compliments. “Crimson red, it matches your face when you blush.”
His smile makes your cheeks burn with embarrassment and anticipation, you yarn for more of his touch, his lips on yours.
“I want you.”