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Accidental Interruptions

-Knock knock, who's there~?

Word count: 802 words

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It had been a long day for Johann Uber. The usual: training, tactical meetings with Von Pushup, and keeping Thor in line—basically babysitting. All Uber wanted now was a shower and maybe some peace before Ja Nein handed him another stack of convoluted plans to study. The strategist was undoubtedly brilliant, but his love for unnecessary complexity often drove Uber insane.

He grumbled to himself as he approached Ja Nein’s room, assuming the nerd was probably deep in his own world of strategies and schemes. Uber didn’t bother knocking—he never did. After all, they were teammates, and privacy was a luxury Uber rarely afforded anyone.

Pushing the door open, he stepped inside. “Ja Nein, I need those—”

He froze.

Standing in the middle of the room, in all his completely naked glory, was Ja Nein.

For a split second, Uber's brain failed to process what he was seeing. Ja Nein's back was to him, towel in hand, clearly just out of the shower, completely oblivious to Uber's presence. His lean frame was on full display, skin still glistening from the water. It was... surprising.

And then Ja Nein turned, towel raised, only to stop dead when he saw Uber standing in the doorway.

There was an agonizing moment of silence as both men stared at each other—Uber too stunned to move, and Ja Nein looking like his soul had just left his body.

“U-Uber sir?!” Ja Nein stammered, eyes wide, quickly covering himself with the towel. His face flushed a deep shade of crimson. “What are you doing in here?!”

Uber snapped back to reality, his expression hardening as he crossed his arms over his chest. “I should be asking you the same question.”

Ja Nein blinked, flustered. “What? This is my room! I’m allowed to be... like this in my room!”

Uber rolled his eyes, trying to act casual even though the sight had definitely thrown him off his game. “You could’ve locked the door. Or at least warned me.”

“Warned you?” Ja Nein spluttered, pulling the towel tighter around himself. “Why would I need to warn you about me... being... naked? You’re not supposed to barge in here like it’s the pitch!”

Uber smirked, his usual teasing mode kicking in. “Relax, Ja Nein. You’re overreacting. I’ve seen worse in the locker room.”

“This isn’t the locker room!” Ja Nein was clearly mortified, scrambling to find something—anything—to cover up with more effectively. His movements were frantic, and Uber could see the strategist’s panic rising with every passing second.

“You’re really that embarrassed?” Uber said, amused, leaning against the doorframe. “It’s not like I’m going to tell the whole team or something. Besides, you don’t look that bad, pipsqueak.”

Ja Nein nearly dropped the towel at that, his face growing impossibly redder. “D-Don’t say things like that!”

“What? You work out, right? Trying to keep up with the rest of us muscleheads, huh?” Uber teased, his grin widening.

Ja Nein glared at him, still flustered but now more annoyed than embarrassed. “Just... get out!”

Uber chuckled but made no immediate move to leave. Instead, he let his eyes roam over the room, which was, unsurprisingly, just as organized and meticulous as Ja Nein himself—except for the now chaotic pile of clothes he had apparently been planning to change into.

Ja Nein was practically vibrating with a mix of embarrassment and irritation. “Uber, if you don’t get out right now, I swear I’ll—”

“You’ll what? Hypnotize me again to clean your boots?” Uber raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the situation far more than he should.

Ja Nein groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “I can’t believe you’re making jokes at a time like this.”

“What’s so bad about it?” Uber said, though the grin hadn’t entirely left his face. “It’s not like it’s a big deal.”

Ja Nein, still clutching the towel for dear life, sighed, his initial panic ebbing slightly. “I just... didn’t expect this, that’s all.”

“Fair enough,” Uber replied. “But next time, lock the door. I don’t always knock.”

Ja Nein gave him a tired look. “Obviously.”

Finally, Uber straightened up and turned to leave, but before he closed the door behind him, he shot Ja Nein one last teasing glance. “For the record, you’re in better shape than I thought.”

Ja Nein blinked, too stunned to respond as Uber left, leaving him standing there in his towel, utterly speechless.

As Uber walked down the hallway, a smirk tugged at his lips. Flustering Ja Nein was always amusing, but this had been a whole new level. Maybe he’d have to “accidentally” barge in on him more often.

Just for fun, of course.

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-Willow