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chapter four

『sweater weather』

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as boun stepped out of the bathroom, his calm facade slowly vanished and revealed a flushed faced boun with heart like a wild animal on a rampage which was prabobly why it the is a rib cage and why it's called that for a reason.

'holy fuck that was so fucking sexy. i feel like i'm gonna gave a boner.'

'a boner just from that? fuck that was hot, hotter than any girls i fucked before.'

'fuck i have a boner.'

a sigh escaped his lips as walked towards the fluffy bed and sat there thinking. his elbows leaned on his knees his hands on his now uneven hair from him frustratedly running his fingers through it. the sound of the water splashing in the quiet room, he tried to focuse on the sound of it hoping for it to distract his mind from the image of a boy he barely knew in a panty which looked so fucking hot by the way.

oh he was fucked alright, if his bestfriend ever found out about him thinking lewd thing about his brother he will surely kill him. he shudders at the thought of ohm's emotionless eyes staring at him like a prey ready to kill.

he shook his head and slapped his face with both hands which left a stinging sensation that seemed to wake up him up from his daydreams. "fucking get your head out of the clouds!" he whispered to himself and sighed once again.

soon the door to the bathroom opened to reavel a boy with a purple towel wrapped around him, hair dripping wet. "i-i'm done," prem said with a soft voice, eyes not meeting the other's. "oh, right uhm... where do you keep your clothes? i can get you some." boun stood up and went to the raven haired boy with pink hue blooming on his cheeks and some on his neck and ears.

"i-it's in the c-closet, i want the blue sweater please." prem said and pointed at his baby blue closet on the left side of the room. boun smiled at how cute this boy is, he placed a gentle hand on the latter's shoulder and led him on his bed.

"okay then, maybe i should dry your hair first yeah? wouldn't want to wet your bed now." he chuckled softly and went to the bathroom to get a spare smaller towel and went back to the boy. he gently rubbed the soft fabric on prem's raven hair, it was soft and smooth. once done he put it around prem's shoulder and went to the closet taking out the blue sweater and showing it to the boy who was playing with his fingers.

"is this it?"

the boy nodded in response but there was a blush to his cheeks which made boun wonder. "okay, and where do you put your underwears?" he asked and turned again to the boy. "uhm...i-it's in the l-lower left d-drawer." he meekly said. nervouse of what the older's reaction might be when he sees that there were no underwears there exept for...

"panties?"

bound said aloud, further embaressing the boy. thought's filled his head that he didn't like, thoughts that put a pout to his lips and tears pooling his eyes. he puffed his cheeks and looked at his toes that curled on the soft carpet. expecting a bad reaction from the older.

"which color would you like to wear?" however the question took him off guard, turning his head up the blond male holding up two of his panties, the lacy vaiolet and white. hi eyes widens and he stared at the older, who only smilef at him, "w-white...p-please." he softly said to which boun had trouble hiding his gay painick because god, this boy was gonna kill him with cuteness.

seeing the drawer full of panties made boun shocked of course but he saw it coming after all prem was wearing a panty earlier. he just appriciates beauty and he does not judge. "so white it is, and for you pants? or what do you wanna wear, sweetheart?" voice ever so gentle he went closer to the raven hair to put the sweater and panty beside prem. once his hands were free he put one on top of the messy bundle of dark hair of prem whose blush never left his cheeks.

"i-i don't like pants, they are itchy and hot and very very uncomfy." the pouted his words laced with hate towards pants which made boun's lips release a chuckle. "okay, you hate pants so not even pajama pants?" the frown one prem's lips lightened a bit, maybe he had some comfy pj's but he decided that he does not want to wear one today so he shook his head.

"but what would you wear? it'll be really cold tonight." still boun tried to insist. again, prem shook his head.

"i want my knee socks,"