Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

I never expected to walk in on Brandon right after he showered.

A towel was wrapped low around his waist. It revealed most of his physique and concealed only the bare minimum.

The sight left Brandon speechless too. I could see a blush appearing across his tan skin.

For a moment, we stood unmoving while staring at each other. Nobody said anything, as if time had frozen.

Finally, Brandon reacted and walked into the bedroom. Only then did I regain my senses and swallow. I also realized that my cheeks were burning...

I saw Brandon shut the bedroom door and realized he was getting dressed. I remembered the clothes I had bought for him and blurted, "Brandon, don't get dressed yet. Give me a minute."

I turned around after speaking. As I did, I felt a hint of regret. What had I just said? I had told him to stay undressed and wait for me...

There was nothing inherently wrong with the words themselves, but what was I thinking in this context? I wished the ground would open up and swallow me.

Alas, such a thing wouldn't happen, and it was too late to feel regret. I quickly retreated to my room to retrieve the clothes and then scurried back to Brandon's door.

door twice. "Brandon, I bought some clothes for you. I'm leaving them by the door. These should fit you better." I didn't explain what I said just now to prevent further

reached down to place the bag on the floor, the bedroom door swung open. There stood Brandon, fully

black slacks, but he didn't put on a tie.

time I had ever seen him in such attire. Initially, I doubted

looked like a

in a daze, until his fingers brushed against mine as he reached for the bag. Glancing at the clothes inside, he asked,

shook my head. "No, no.

gaze flickered back to the clothes in the bag.

the bedroom and put them in his wardrobe naturally. Meanwhile, I remained rooted to the spot. I looked at

was old, so the bedrooms weren't huge. The new bed he had requested from the landlord took up two-thirds of his room. The neatly folded blanket on top resembled a cake. It made it look

reappeared after putting the clothes away.

he was about to step out, I asked, "Brandon,

"Huh?" He was confused.

fold it like that? How much time do you spend on it every day? Isn't it a bit too much?" "I'm used to it," he replied