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Chap. 8 | Strip Tease

Warning: mature contents

Finally able to change in his fresh clothes, Delirious walked downstairs and headed straight to the basement holding a couple of clean and folded clothes in his arms. Humming from underneath his mask, Delirious stopped at his tracks when he was greeted by the sight of Brock cleaning up Ohm's injuries with Brian still down there guarding by the corner.

"Yo, Moo, how is he?" The masked man greeted their medic. Brock gave him a kind-hearted smile, "he's all good. His injuries ain't pretty bad and the cut wasn't too deep." Answered Moo once he finished patching Ohm up. Delirious grinned, glad that the others don't see it because he's sure that they'll start teasing him about it. Ohm was out of the cell but he still have his wrists tied up, just in case. They all were glad that Ohm wasn't resisting, he just let Brock aid him, it's not like there's anywhere to go.

When Brock stood up, Brian immediately appeared by his side, offering him a hand with the medkit. The other just couldn't help but blush from the kind gesture and let Brian help him out. The Irishman turned to his masked friend, "do you mind watching Ohm for a bit? I'll just get these stuff back and help Brock out..." Delirious laughed, nodding his head and watched as the two lovebirds leave his view. "They're meant to be, aren't they?" A voice asked from behind him to find Ohm staring back at the stairs where he last saw the two.

Delirious just shrugged, "guess so, oh, and here's some clothes for yah," Delirious threw the clothes in which Ohm caught in return. The tied up man watched closely at the piece of clothing before eyeing Delirious once again. "What? You rather stay in those day old clothes?" The blue eyed crossed his arms and watched the other slowly sighed before standing up and showing his tied up wrists. "They tied me up, so it's either you're going to change my clothes for me-", "-I don't mind."

Whipping his head, Ohm couldn't help but blush at the words Delirious just said. He doesn't know if he was being serious or joking because of the mask getting in the way. "Wait- wha-?" Hearing the other let out a huge laugh, Ohm just sighed and figured that Delirious was only kidding ...or was he? Grabbing out his trusty pocketknife, he slowly cut the binds off of Ohm's wrists,-still trusting the other on not running away- and took a seat at the corner.

Ohm just stood there for a couple of minutes, staring as Delirious continued to sit there and watch him from the corner. "Uh... Privacy?" The brunette asked gesturing to the clothes on the seat. The raven haired just chuckled, playing with the pocketknife on his hands while placing his cheek on his palm, "uhh, no? How could I trust you on not doing anything sketchy while I turn around?" His voice had the sound of mockery and slyness. Ohm couldn't guess which one.

"But I told you before-", "or do you want to get your binds back on and have you changed myself?" The redness from Ohm's cheeks couldn't help but made the other male want to tease him more. "F-fine! But don't you dare do anything weird..." Muttering the last part to himself, Ohm slowly grabbed the ends of his hoodie, still a bit uneasy of the feeling of eyes boring unto him especially when he knows that someone is watching at him get undressed.

Delirious sat down at the corner, not making any sound nor movement so the other male won't stop whatever he started. Feeling himself blushing red at the scene before him, he couldn't help but keep his eyes glued at Ohm. Watching as he took his hoodie and the shirt underneath off revealing his toned muscles over his abdomen. His hair a bit messy just after he took off his upper garments. Hazel locks poked in every direction, blue eyes scanned the way Ohm's body flushed in front of him. Watching from the agape mouth unto the neatly trimmed beard and down to the neck where sweats started forming, slowly and teasingly going over the slightly tanned chest, the abs and down to the belt buckle.

Feeling himself getting weirdly excited and nervous, Ohm decided to play along with Delirious's little game. Teasingly, he moved his hands on his hips, Ohm slightly tugged at his belt, trying to get it off. Watching the brunette fumble with the belt, Delirious couldn't help wanting to claw his skin from the anticipation of wanting to rip off those restraints out. "Need some help?" Delirious chuckled a bit, his own face burning hot when Ohm finally got his belt out. The brunette gave out a sly smirk, "no, I told you not to do anything weird." As if watching him undress was not weird enough...

Delirious just nodded, gulping a bit when Ohm teasingly wrapped his fingers around his waistband and turning around, slowly tugging it downwards and slowly revealing a grey boxers which firmly wrapped around the rounded cheeks. Gulping at the scene, the feeling of blood rushing downwards didn't help at all when he imagined himself reaching out and wrapping an arm around the other's waist and pulling it closer to him. Resisting the urge of pinning the brunette to the wall and trailing his hands across the flushed body.

Clearing his throat, Delirious was able to snap out of his trance and saw that Ohm had finally worn the clothes he brought. The pants fitted perfectly but the brown teddy themed hoodie was a bit larger. The tiny bear's ears on top of the hood had made Ohm a little too much... Attractive.

Brian got down the stairs, happily humming to himself when he noticed the thick air around him. He glanced over the two masked men, Delirious stood up and began gathering Ohm's clothes, "I'm going over and wash these up..." Was all he said before heading back upstairs. The Irishman just glanced at the now different clothed man who's face was covered a blush.

What the heck just happened?