Make breakfast of course!

You smile to yourself, thinking that Doe will be quite happy with a nice hot breakfast waiting for her. So you sneak your way down stairs and proceed to make sunny side up eggs with toast and bacon.

A few minutes before you finish you hear an amused voice behind you. "Up a little early aren't you John?"

You turn around and see Doe standing behind you in a bathrobe. "I thought it would be nice if someone made you breakfast for once, you always did get up ridiculously early."

"Six thirty isn't early lad." She walked to some cabinets and got out plates and silver ware. "So, are you going to put some clothes on, or do I get breakfast and a show?" She asked in a cheeky voice.

It took you a moment to look down and register what she was talking about. It seems old habits of walking around your apartment in nothing boxers are hard to break and you forgot to put on clothes before you went downstairs.

To hell with it, your tired enough to be a little bold around Doe. "Well I'm already down here, and my clothes are all the way up there... and I'm hungry so..." You just sit down a take a bite out of some toast.

Doe arches an eyebrow at you and sits down, decidedly ignoring your lack of clothes. After a few minutes though of just chatting, you can't help but start to feel a little self conscious about your body. You used to be a pretty heavyset guy, but with some training and a diet imposed (both by Doe) in the past, you've developed muscles and have filled out nicely. Even so, you still feel a little shy about being shirtless in public on occasion, and the fact that you've had something of a crush on Doe for a long time is not helping your situation either.

She put on her mischievous grin again, sensing your discomfort. "What's wrong John? Not too cold is it for you?" Your not sure, but you think she glanced at your chest and arms before looking up at your face.

"Oh no, I'm just fine." You reply, putting on a smile, but shifting uncomfortably as your boxers started becoming a little uncomfortable under her gaze.

"I see." Her eyes twinkled as she got up to put her dishes in the sink and went to go upstairs. Before she did though, she turned around smiling. "Boxer briefs are much sexier on a man by the way." With that she chuckled and went upstairs.

'...Damn.'