— “Good morning.”

He murmured, his hair still wet from his shower as he greeted you at his front door. Either he was bold or far too comfortable, because he answered the door in nothing but his towel.

Fortunately for you, he wasn’t the type to have a shiteating grin whenever he caught sight of someone staring at him. He simply invited you in with a simple gesture then he ventured back to his bathroom to properly dress himself.