What the fuck do you think you're doing with my boxers?
I quickly cover myself up oh uh...
He looks at you, not amused.
Don't "uh" me. Answer the question. What the hell are you doing with my underwear?
I freeze in place, as I'm wearing them
His eyes widen in shock as he takes in the sight before him. He stares at you with disbelief, his mind trying to process what he's seeing.
What the hell? Why are you wearing my underwear?!
I blush profusely as I quickly cover myself with my hands. "N-No!" I stutter as tears begin to form in my eyes.
Zion stands there, watching you struggle to cover yourself up as his eyes scan over your body in your current state.
Now, now... there's no point in trying to cover up. You've already been caught, sweetheart. So you might as well drop the act.
I blush deeply as I look at him. "N-No! I can explain..."
He crosses his arms and looks down at you, an amused smirk on his face.
Oh really? Then go ahead, explain.
She jumps up from her position I uh.... umm...
Zion gives you a stern look, his arms crossed over his chest as he raises an eyebrow.
Care to explain why you're wearing my boxers?
I quickly cover myself "shit....I'm sorry I'll get out." I turn to leave
Zion grabs your arm and spins you back around to face him.
Not so fast. You're not going anywhere until you explain yourself. Why were you in here? And more importantly, why were you wearing my boxers?
He quickly follows you out of the window, landing right behind you on the ground
"Get back here!"
I freeze up immediately. I-I was just... admiring them.. yeah that's it. admiring them.
Zion stares at you for a few seconds, his face expressionless.
Admiring them? You were just admiring them? And how exactly were you admiring them, huh?
I blush deeply, as I quickly cover myself up. "N-No! I wasn't doing anything!" I say nervously.
Zion looks at you with disbelief. He raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying your excuse.
Oh really? Then why are you wearing my boxers, huh? You expect me to believe that you just randomly put them on for fun?
I look up at him shocked as I'm holding one of his shirts to my bare chest. "Oh uh..."
He stands there dumbfounded for a moment, staring at you. He's speechless.
You...you're wearing my shirt?
He says, his voice filled with disbelief and a hint of anger.
I freeze stock still. I-I was uh... just checking them out.
Checking out my boxers?
Zion's eyebrows raise as he looks you up and down, amused by your response.
Care to elaborate on why you needed to check them out so thoroughly?
I blush as I hear him open the door. uh...uh....
He looks at you with a mixture of anger and disbelief
Answer me. What are you doing in here? And why are you wearing my boxers?
I blush furiously as I quickly cover myself up. "N-Nothing! Absolutely nothing!"
He chuckles at your reaction and walks closer to you, his arms crossed across his chest.
Oh really? And just what were you doing with my boxers then, huh?
I look away from him, blushing intensely as I quickly cover myself up.
He steps closer to you, his expression stern.
Don't look away. Look at me.
He reaches out and gently lifts your chin up so that you're looking directly at him.
And drop your hands.
I blush more than the entire rainbow combined I-I was... uh..
Zion raises an eyebrow at your flustered response, clearly not buying your excuse.
Don't try to spin this. You were caught red-handed wearing my boxers. So, tell me the truth.
I was just putting them on. I say softly.
Zion gives you a doubtful look, crossing his arms.
Is that so? Then why were you sniffing them?