After Effects

Chapter 5 - Dates & Red Cheeks

"Guys have any of you seen my converse? Like, the red ones?" I asked, Nace, Jure and Kris as i  walked around the room searching for my shoes. I knew i packed them i just couldn't find them anywhere. I had looked in my suitcase, closet, bathroom but they where nowhere to be found. 

"Can't you just wear one of your other pairs? You've got like a million." Kris said, not taking his eyes off the TV playing. 

"I want them to match my outfit." I said, lifting a pile of clothes. 

"Nobody's gonna notice your shoes... Not with those tits anyway." Kris mumbled the last part. Nace and Jure began laughing at his statement. I looked down on myself. He wasn't exactly wrong. It was a big of a lowcut top. For once i'd taken a push-up bra on and even though i wanted to take it off and burn it, it did make my breasts look great. 

"Thanks." I smiled at him. 

"I think they're in my room." Jure said not looking away from the TV. He was sitting on the bed between Kris and Nace. 

"Why would they be in your room?" I asked him. 

"You gave them to me because there wasn't any room left for them in your suitcase when we took the plane over here." He explained, still not taking his eyes away from the TV. Nace, Jure and Kris were watching som agent movie on the TV. I think it was one of those Mission Impossible movies. They seriously needed to stop making those. It was one of the newer ones because i certainly hadn't watched that one before. I'd only watched up til 3. 

"Why are you guys watching that? James Bond is 10 times better." I asked. 

That statement started a whole discussion between the boys as to which franchise was better. 

I watched for a little while as they kept arguing and finding meaningless reasons as to why one franchise was better than the other. It was actually kinda funny watching them argue over an opinion i had. I hummed in satisfaction, seeing the chaos i had created and went into Jure's room next door. I looked around for a little bit but i wasn't able to find the shoes anywhere. 

I stood up with my hands on my hips, like a real mom looking for her kid's clothes. Then the door to the bathroom opened making me look instantly in that direction. I hadn't realized that this wasn't just Jure's own room and that there was probably someone else in here. 

It was Bojan. He must have just gotten out of the shower 'cause he was standing with wet, dripping hair and a towel around his waist. 

Nothing else. 

I wasn't gonna lie he looked pretty good like that. He stopped in the doorway when he saw me. 

"Oh shit, sorry, Solveig. I didn't know you were in here." He said and held his towel to make sure it wasn't gonna fall all of a sudden. 

"Sorry, i just came to look for my converse. Jure said he has them but i can't find them anywhere." I said. I couldn't help but steal a look at him. His shoulders and neck were covered in small drops of water form his fairly soaked hair. His skin was clearly damped. I caught myself zooning out, eyes fixated on his v-line as i imagined what would happen if he 'accidently' dropped the towel. 

"Ah, they're in the closet." Bojan pointed at the closet made out of wood and walked over to it. That snapped me out of my creepy trance. He opened it while i tried to explain to him, i had already looked there, but wasn't able to find them. Bojan lifted a bunch of clothes, which the pair seemed to be buried underneath and held them out to me.

"Thanks Bojci." I took them, but couldn't help but steal a little look of his body. All of the boys would always go shirtless around the studio during the summer because it'd get so hot, but seeing Bojan with wet hair and only a towel around his waist was truly a nice sight and it didn't help that i could see most of his v-line. I looked back at his eyes and he had a barely noticeable smirk on his lips. He had most certainly noticed my starring.