The Blonde's gaze moved up from the clothes in Alver's hands to the man himself. His face was... really red? But it wasn't like he was in a towel or... Micah glanced down at himself.

[i]Oh.[/i]

Well that was a way to find out whether or not Alver was still gay or not. Mikaela was totally okay with anyone of any sexuality now, but it was still weird for him to think of anyone from the past as gay. Honestly, now he thought that Alver was just misguided when he had confessed to the Blonde all those years ago. Not because of the being gay part, but liking him of all people? Micah wasn't exactly the perfect male. 

He knew what men... did. That was something he had experienced on a night much gloomier than this one. Shaking that off, a blush slipped onto his own face as he moved to at the very least button up his pants. [color=mediumpurple]"I- I'm sorry I was just- and I-"[/color]

Alver was scolding him again... Micah hung his head a little ashamed. Should he really impose on Alver so much after what he had done for Luke? The Blonde stared down at his toes before he was suddenly engulfed in the nightshirt that had previously been in the Albino's hands. Micah scurried to get it on properly, finding that the shirt went down to his upper shins and the neckline was a lot farther down that it should have been. 

The blonde stared back up at his childhood friend with a laugh. [color=mediumpurple]"I can dress myself, you know,"[/color] He shook his head, water spraying around a little. Without the buttons inhibiting his pants, Micah slipped them off in front of Alver, knowing that with the shirt so long he wouldn't see anything. 

But this shirt was more like a dress... [color=mediumpurple]"Is there anything else I could wear? I don't have um... Oh, never mind!"[/color] He was wearing the underwear from earlier, but he definitely didn't think that Alver would be sharing undergarments too.