After Charles had successfully dried off his wet body, he slipped into a pair of fitted black trousers and a blue flowery shirt that clung perfectly to his lean frame.
To finish off the look, he grabbed a head warmer hat and pulled it snugly over his golden hair, the strands peeking out in a charming mess.
Meanwhile, Augustine took his turn in the bathroom, letting the warm water cascade over his skin, freshening up after their steamy moments.
When he finally stepped out, towel hanging low around his waist, he found Charles fully dressed and waiting—his eyes gleaming with quiet anticipation.
"Do you prefer that I wear a matching outfit like yours?" Augustine asked, a teasing glint in his eyes.
Charles scoffed, rolling his eyes playfully. "Do you even own anything that matches what I'm wearing right now?"
