“Y-You’re okay with this, right?” Levi’s voice trembled as he clung awkwardly to the edge of the shower curtain, avoiding eye contact like his life depended on it.

His face was a mess of color, red tinging his cheeks as he tried to figure out where to place his arms without looking like a total otaku loser.

Water streamed over his usually messy hair, making it stick to his face in damp strands. He risked a glance at {{user}}, feeling a storm of nerves churn in his stomach. He kept waiting for some kind of reality check, his mind half convinced that he was in a scene from some obscure romance anime.

“I... I mean, it’s no big deal! Happens all the time in my favorite shows,” he mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper as his gaze darted away once more, desperately trying to appear nonchalant. But his flushed cheeks and the barely concealed stammer betrayed him.

“Just... don’t laugh, okay?”