Adrian's footsteps echoed softly through the corridor.
He stopped in front of Ethan's
door and knocked.
A second later, the door opened.
Ethan stood there, slightly surprised.
"You actually came?"
Adrian raised an eyebrow.
"I said I would, didn't I?"
He stepped inside casually, removing his shoes and placing them neatly on the shoe stand.
As he walked in, his eyes immediately fell on the bed.
The suitcase was open.
Clothes were scattered everywhere.
Adrian glanced at Ethan.
"You didn't even choose what to wear?"
Ethan scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"I was about to…"
Adrian then noticed something else.
"You're still in your uniform."
Ethan blinked.
"Oh… yeah, I was going to shower."
Adrian nodded.
"Then go."
Ethan hesitated.
"I'll wait."
After a moment, Ethan nodded and went into the bathroom.
As the door closed, Adrian looked around the room.
His gaze landed on a small photo frame on the table.
He picked it up.
It was Ethan as a child—smiling brightly.
Adrian's expression softened slightly.
"…Cute."
He placed it back.
But then—
His eyes caught something else on the table.
A small bottle.
He picked it up.
Scent blocker.
Adrian frowned.
A memory flashed in his mind.
That faint scent.
Soft.
Like rain-soaked kudupul flowers.
He remembered this scent from somewhere.
The familiarity with ethan was so strong
It's undeniable.
He has a scent so wasn't a beta
It wasn't alpha.
Then—
Is he…
Adrian's gaze darkened slightly.
An omega?
Then why is he hiding it…?
"Adrian!"
Ethan's voice came from inside the bathroom.
"I forgot my towel!"
Adrian turned toward the door.
He picked up the towel from the bed and walked closer.
Ethan slightly opened the door and stretched his hand out, not showing himself.
"Give it."
Adrian looked at his hand.
Then—
He pulled the towel back.
Ethan blinked.
"…What are you doing?"
Adrian smirked slightly.
"You want it?"
Ethan frowned.
"Yes!"
"Then do as I say."
Ethan hesitated.
"What?"
Adrian leaned closer to the door.
"First promise you'll do it."
Ethan went silent.
Adrian's voice dropped slightly.
"Or should I come inside instead?"
Ethan's eyes widened inside.
"We can both shower together ."
"NO!" Ethan panicked.
"I promise! I promise!"
Adrian smiled faintly
and handed over the towel.
"Good."
Ethan quickly shut the door.
A few minutes later, Ethan came out fully dressed.
His hair still slightly damp.
He looked at Adrian.
"What do you want me to do?"
Adrian shrugged.
"I'll tell you later."
Ethan frowned but didn't argue.
Ethan stepped out of the bathroom, came and took his clothes
Went inside bathroom again,
He came back fully dressed, his hair still damp with small droplets of water falling onto his forehead.
He looked at Adrian.
"What do you want me to do?"
Before answering, Adrian stared at him for a second.
Then he sighed softly.
"Sit."
Ethan blinked.
"What?"
"Sit," Adrian repeated,
pointing at the bed.
Confused, Ethan walked over and sat down.
Before he could ask anything again—
Adrian took the towel from his hand.
Ethan froze.
"Adrian, I can—"
"Stay still."
Adrian stood in front of him and gently started drying his hair.
Ethan went quiet.
The room suddenly felt… different.
Only the soft sound of the towel and the faint rain outside filled the silence.
Adrian's fingers brushed lightly through Ethan's hair as he dried it.
Careful.
Slow.
Unusually gentle.
Ethan's heartbeat started to rise.
"…I can do it myself," he said softly.
Adrian didn't stop.
"You'll leave it half-wet."
Ethan didn't argue again.
For a moment—
they were closer than they should be.
Adrian leaned slightly forward, focusing on drying his hair.
Ethan looked up unconsciously.
Their eyes met.
Neither of them moved.
The distance between
them felt too small.
Too noticeable.
Then Adrian stepped back.
"Done."
Ethan quickly looked away.
"…Thanks."
Adrian simply nodded.
"And as for the promise
i will tell you later "
Ethan frowned slightly.
But his heart hadn't calmed down yet.
They started packing.
Adrian folded clothes neatly while Ethan picked random ones.
At one point, Ethan grabbed a weird-looking T-shirt.
"I'll take this."
Adrian glanced at it.
"No."
Ethan frowned.
"Why?"
"It looks terrible."
Ethan looked offended.
"It doesn't!"
Adrian took the T-shirt from his hand and lifted it above his head.
Ethan blinked.
"Give it back."
Adrian didn't move.
"Take it if you can."
Ethan stepped closer and
tried to grab it.
But Adrian was taller.
Even though Ethan was around 180 cm, Adrian's 188 cm height
made it impossible.
Ethan tried reaching again.
He stepped closer.
And closer.
Until—
His lips accidentally
brushed against Adrian's.
Both of them froze.
Ethan's eyes widened instantly.
He stepped back quickly.
"I—"
He looked away, embarrassed.
"…I don't want it anymore."
Adrian lowered his hand slowly.
"Good."
They continued packing
quietly after that.
The earlier tension lingered in the room.
Neither of them mentioned what just happened.
By the time they finished, it was almost 10:00 PM.
Ethan closed his suitcase.
Then he looked at Adrian.
"…It's late."
Adrian nodded.
Ethan hesitated for a second.
"…You can stay here
tonight if you want."
Adrian looked at him.
There was a brief pause.
Then—
"Okay."
Ethan blinked slightly, not expecting him to agree so easily.
But for some reason…
his heart started racing again.