Gene didn't mean to. He didn't even know. Now he felt embarrassed, seeing Finny with his off halfway, with all of his glory. Gene's face went a dark pink and he looked slowly up to his eyes. Awkward silence filled the air. Finny was the first to talk.
"Do you EVER fucking knock?" He snapped, pulling up his tightly fitting jeans. They were that skinny? Gene never knew, he didn't usually stare. He had just noticed he was shirtless and looked at his nice, tanned body. He skimmed over every muscle, every curve on his torso before meeting his still, blue eyes.
"Oh…um…s-sorry Finny, I didn't…uh know you were….uh in here." He mumbled. Finny buttoned up his dark blue jeans and slipped on his dirty white t-shirt.
Yes, very dirty t-shirt… Gene snapped out of his thoughts. He turned to leave, but Finny's slender hand stopped the door. "You okay man?" He noticed Gene's dark blush across his pale cheeks.
"It's nothing…just n-never saw you…n-naked before." Gene murmured, looking shyly into his eyes. His gorgeous eyes, that always seemed to shimmer. Right now, they were still and settling. "You've seen other men naked in Gym though."
His voice was thick with seriousness. "Well…I know that but…still." He answered. Finny's blue eyes suddenly glimmered. A soft smile spread across his face. Gene's gaze trickled down to Finny's jeans. Was it him or was his friend's jeans getting tighter…
"Well," Finny mumbled, grabbing Gene's chin so he looked up into his eyes, "make sure Leper understands he has some competition."
Leper was Gene's boyfriend.