"Have you seen Millard?" You asked Emma.
"Yeah, he's in his room." She said, pointing to his door. You nodded, thanking her. You entered his room, but it was empty. Or at least, it looked empty. "Millard?" You called.
"I'm in here," he responds, walking out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck, only a towel.
You felt your eyes widen and your cheeks redden from the sudden realization that he just came out from the bath. You quickly turned to face the door, cheeks flushing as the seconds pass.
"O-Oh my Bird, I-I'm sorry, I-I-I didn't know!" You stuttered, your nervousness making you speak faster. "Emma-said-that-you'd-be-in-your-room-but-she-didn't-tell-me-you-were--" Your sudden chatter was interrupted by the sound of him chuckling.
"W-What's so f-funny?" You ask, genuinely confused. He chuckled even more. "Y-You're kidding, right?" He asked, not being able to say a proper sentence without stuttering from hysterical laughter.
"I'm always naked. That's kind of the point of invisibility, don't you think?" He asked.
"I-I know b-b-but--"
He chuckled again, walking closer. You heard a light thump on the door, meaning something hit it. There was enough water droplets on him to make out that he was leaning in front of you, his forearm resting on the door.
You placed your hands on your face. He gave a low chuckle and slowly moved your hands out of the way. He leaned in and kissed you.
He pulled away. "Oh shoot I just kissed you..." You said, slowly covering your face again as it flushed. "In the nude...." You whined.
He chuckled as you stood there, covering your embarrassed face.
