Insert a "been there; done that" from me...
At the time, I was on that one stage of sickness where, when I was younger, I would yell and scream that the people on the television are controlling my body and, if they weren't, then I was just sleepwalking while staying awake... So, when I did open up the door to see my mom and her current fiance foreplaying in the master bedroom, all I did was stare for a few seconds, closed the door, and went to the bathroom because my body realized that it was originally going to the bathroom...
The "weirdest" part about it was that the next day, they were both nervous about telling me what I saw that night while I'm like "I know... and I don't care..."/"You forgot to lock your door... again"[footnote]The joke being that none of the bedrooms had locks to begin with...[/footnote]... It was like the reversal version of when I was naked behind the bedroom door and my mom's fiance (boyfriend at the time) walked in wanting to use the bathroom, only noticing I was behind the door "to say hello to him" according to my mother...
Overall, I say you're just fine... As I always tell myself "It's not me that's making it awkward... It's always them that starts the awkwardness..." (Or it like finding out bears shit in the woods... whichever [bad] analogy works for you...)
At the time, I was on that one stage of sickness where, when I was younger, I would yell and scream that the people on the television are controlling my body and, if they weren't, then I was just sleepwalking while staying awake... So, when I did open up the door to see my mom and her current fiance foreplaying in the master bedroom, all I did was stare for a few seconds, closed the door, and went to the bathroom because my body realized that it was originally going to the bathroom...
The "weirdest" part about it was that the next day, they were both nervous about telling me what I saw that night while I'm like "I know... and I don't care..."/"You forgot to lock your door... again"[footnote]The joke being that none of the bedrooms had locks to begin with...[/footnote]... It was like the reversal version of when I was naked behind the bedroom door and my mom's fiance (boyfriend at the time) walked in wanting to use the bathroom, only noticing I was behind the door "to say hello to him" according to my mother...
Overall, I say you're just fine... As I always tell myself "It's not me that's making it awkward... It's always them that starts the awkwardness..." (Or it like finding out bears shit in the woods... whichever [bad] analogy works for you...)