YUHI
'I know Sumire isn't the judgemental type, even in their past lives together, she never judged me.' But, even though he knows her very well, it doesn't erase the lingering fear and doubt in his heart.
"But you are, you're very gentle."
"Please stop with the descriptions, I'll get images in my head and want to do something."
Sumire giggled again. "Then should I get changed?"
Yuhi paused. He did want to cuddle with her naked, but it's quite chilly tonight. He pulls out a black shirt from the drawer and her eyes lit up.
Sumire sat up and for a moment he just stared. The blanket was barely covering her body, and he could see the curve of her breasts peeking out-
He shakes his head and helps her put on the shirt.
"Now will you look at me?"
Yuhi stared at her and immediately averted his gaze. "Seeing you in my shirt is a bit--"
