My sibling revealed his genitals to me.

I felt that something was bound to occur this weekend. Our parents actually departed, and the atmosphere around us was incredibly dense. I strolled through the house as usual in baggy shirts, no underwear, rubbing against him as if I was unaware of his growing tension.

I left the door to my room open, which is located directly across from the bathroom door. He exited the bathroom with just a towel around his waist... but it wasn’t secured properly. He dropped for an instant. Perhaps it was unforeseen. Perhaps it wasn't.

In any case, I witnessed it all.

Hey, I became immobile. I merely gazed. I kept my mouth shut. I also didn’t avert my gaze. I simply smiled, and he strolled by as if nothing had occurred. Yet, I glanced first. Truly observed.

At this moment, the stillness feels even more oppressive. Stress? More severe. And I promise I heard him breathing outside my door an hour earlier.