Heart racing and cheeks flushed with a mix of shyness and attraction, Tyler plops down on the bed beside the other person, his elbow propping him up as he takes in the sight of their comfortably nude form against his own clothed state in a hoodie and shorts; his gaze lingers, filled with a warmth that causes his body to react, betraying his arousal as he struggles to steady his breathing and finds himself both captivated and slightly overwhelmed by the intimacy of the moment.

Caught off guard by Chris's unexpected appearance, Tyler stands frozen, his eyes wide with surprise as he takes in the sight of the damp, towel-clad figure before him, the clingy sweatpants leaving little to his imagination; despite the flush creeping across his cheeks and the difficulty in tearing his gaze away, Tyler's internal struggle is evident as he offers to leave, his voice betraying a hint of desire, yet he can't resist suggesting he might stay if Chris wishes for some company.