After bathing, Mix emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. As he reached his bedroom door, there was a soft knock. With a slight sense of haste, Mix swung the door open, but in his eagerness, he misjudged the force, causing it to rebound and strike his forehead."OUCH!" Mix exclaimed, recoiling from the impact. He stumbled backward, nearly losing his balance.
Outside the door, Earth witnessed Mix's clumsy mishap. Reacting swiftly, Earth reached out and caught Mix by the waist just in time, preventing him from falling backward.
Mix stood there, still in shock from the sudden turn of events, his heart racing with embarrassment. Half-naked and flushed with embarrassment, he couldn't help but feel mortified by his own clumsiness.
Meanwhile, Earth, still holding Mix by the waist, couldn't help but notice the water droplets trickling down from Mix's hair, his gaze involuntarily following the path of each drop as it made its way down Mix's half-naked body. A faint flush crept up Earth's cheeks as he gulped nervously, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected sight.
Mix broke the tense silence, his voice stuttering as he addressed Earth. "Mr. Pirapat, thank you so much," he managed to say, his cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Earth snapped back to reality, clearing his throat as he released his grip on Mix's waist. "Mix, didn't I tell you to be more careful?" he replied, his tone gentle but admonishing.
Mix nodded sheepishly, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and gratitude for Earth's timely intervention. "Y-yes, you did," he admitted, his cheeks still flushed with embarrassment. "I'll try to be more careful next time."
Taking a moment to regain his composure, Mix glanced down at his half-naked form, feeling self-conscious under Earth's gaze. Clearing his throat again, Earth looked sideways and addressed Mix. "Dress up, then we can talk," he instructed calmly.
Flushed with embarrassment, Mix quickly turned back, grateful for Earth's understanding but eager to put the awkward encounter behind him. He hurriedly grabbed his pajamas and darted into the bathroom to change, the memory of his clumsy blunder still fresh in his mind.
After finishing dressing, Mix emerged from the bathroom, clad in a simple white t-shirt and shorts. He glanced nervously at Earth, hoping to gauge his reaction.
Earth turned to Mix, his gaze lingering on Mix's slightly damp, messy hair, two strands standing up in a rather endearing manner. A fleeting thought crossed Earth's mind: 'How cute.'
Then, his eyes drifted down to Mix's dressing, and he couldn't help but notice Mix's bare legs. A faint flush crept up Earth's cheeks as he gulped nervously, momentarily captivated by the sight.
Mix, sensing Earth's distraction, furrowed his brows in concern. "Mr. Pirapat? Are you alright, sir?" he asked, his voice tinged with worry.
Earth snapped out of his trance, blinking rapidly as he cleared his throat. "I'm fine," he replied hastily, hoping to mask his momentary lapse in composure.
Mix continued to regard him with a questioning look. "Is there something you would like to tell me, sir?" he pressed gently, sensing that something was amiss.
Earth hesitated, his mind racing to come up with a suitable response. "Um, no, I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me just now," he replied, offering a faint smile.
Mix nodded, accepting Earth's explanation with a small smile of his own. "Of course, sir. I'll always have your back," he said earnestly, his words filled with sincerity.
With that, the awkward moment seemed to pass, and they returned to their discussion, both grateful for the opportunity to move past the unexpected tension. But as they talked, a subtle shift occurred in the air, leaving them both wondering if there was more to their relationship than just employer and assistant.
