“I am sorry,” I say once we are in our bedroom.
“I understand having a little fun while training will reduce the tension and make it more interesting, but you have to understand that sometimes that tension is good. If you can handle yourself in a tense situation while training, you would be amazing during a real fight,” He says, walking out of the bathroom with a towel in his hand.
“You are right; forgive me for not thinking like that.”
“It’s fine. I am not angry with you. Take off your clothes.”
“Thank you for the towel,” I say and try to collect the towel from him, but he refuses to give it to me.
“Take off your clothes. I will dry you myself.”
“I am not a kid; I can dry myself.”
“I didn’t say you are a kid. I just want to do it myself.”
I think about arguing with him about it but decide not to. He has seen everything, so there is no need to feel shy to be naked in front of him.