After the party, Charlie had made himself pretty scarce in an attempt to actually avoid having to have a “conversation” about his attitude with Greyson. He’d stripped down to his boxers and had made his way to the pool, the dragon’s arms resting on the outside of the pool and his head tilted back. Charlie huffed slightly as he heard someone enter the room, glancing over for just a second and then closed his eyes again. “I was kind of hoping to be alone in here.”
Dorian stiffened up as he heard someone speak when he entered the room. “I-..I’m sorry. I was just hoping to have a little swim before bed...I promise I won’t be long.” he squeaked out shyly. He was always nervous with strangers.












