The wooden door to my bedroom creaked open, revealing a 5'9 tall man peering at me with his body half-, the other half being covered by a dangling towel. His upper body was fully soaked in water that I could see some dripping off his toned figure.

"Have you finished your shower, Jackson?" I snapped myself out of the breathtaking scene before putting down my phone and leaped out of the bed. I deliberately ran over to him and gently pulled him into a long, warm embrace, my hands searching for his nape. It didn't take long for me to bury my face into his wet, fluffy chestnut hair... and for a pair of full lips to place a sweet peck on his forehead. Wow, it smelled so nice! What shampoo is he using?

Out of abruption, Jackson hauled away from our little hug which made me slightly puzzled. Usually, he's the one who's tripped with cuddles and physical affections, especially when I, his boyfriend, am in his sight. I never bothered to ask him about it since I figured out it might be because of his stressful photoshoot for today. That did explain why he came home later than usual though. It must be troublesome to enjoy your life while being a full-time model. You'll have to figure out a way to balance your everyday life and your career.

"You could've at least wait until I actually put something on, silly." Yes, finally. That deep, hoarse voice I've been craving for the entire time. It played like a lullaby to my ears whenever he started talking like that, which is one of the things I found really, really attractive about him. I let out a sigh of relief, at least he wasn't in a totally bad mood. Without noticing a smile was worn on my pale face, I lifted up my lover's chin as he faced me with his blank eyes. "Well, then go put some clothes on... You know I don't like it when you tease me this way..." My smile continued to grow wider. The towel looked like it'd burst out any seconds since my trembling hands were fixated on it,