Your serious look faded and turned into a rather loud laughter making him uncomfortable. You were convincing yourself that you must have heard him wrong and that he's joking. "Sorry, I thought you said that you can see into my room from yours", you said wiping away the tears that you heartily laughed out.
"That's because I can", he muttered watching you cautiously as if he were frightened of your reaction. "Oh", your face blankly stared at him. He scrunched his nose as his forehead wrinkled in hopes that you don't punch him in the face. He aimed for a topic change.
"Do you, uhh, need help with that?", he mumbled pointing at the open side of your dress you've forgotten about.
You shrugged, "Eh, what the heck, might as well zip me up if I'm staying." His eyebrows arched hopefully, "You are?" You rolled your eyes nodding, then pulled at the zipper, "Well then? Are you gonna help me or not? Because you've got a lot of explaining to do."
He apologised and got closer, carefully gripping the two open parts together to zip them. He did it slowly, sending a shiver down your spine whenever he unintentionally touched your bare skin.
"There", he said stepping away when he was done.
