beach boy

one hundred sixty two

as if in fight or flight mode, i ran back into the bathroom and locked the door, feeling completely embarrassed.

after i was in there for about 5 minutes, troye knocked on my door

i was still processing what just happened

"jake, i-i'm gonna go downstairs to get breakfast okay?"

"y-yeah okay"

when i heard the door to my room close, i took that as my queue to leave and get dressed; locking the door just in case.