You and Jason are best friends and you’d finished the book he had lent you, so you went to his cabin to return it.

“Hey, Jason, I have the book you lent me—“ Your jaw dropped.

He was shirtless. And in his boxers. Oh. My. Gods.

“What the—!?” He looked up, meeting your eyes. “SORRY!!”

You slammed the door.

“Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods.” You mumbled under your breath, pacing back and forth on the porch of Jason’s cabin.

You covered your face in embarrassment.

After a few minutes, the door opened. “Uh, hey.” Jason said awkwardly, now fully dressed, rubbing the back of his neck.