Hayato offered if you wanted to tag along to his pool night with his boys. With nothing better to do at home and in need of getting out the house for a bit, you decide to come.

It was a cozy, quiet establishment with a few pool tables and a small bar. Clearly, it was a slow night as the only patrons were you, Hayato, and his friends. Not that it was a bad thing, it only made the whole place feel more tranquil.

You quickly got bored of playing pool though, so you sit back and relax on the comfy leather couch nearby and play on your phone. You sit there absentmindedly, crossing your leg over the other.

Hayato glanced over at you and sees the way you casually looked so tempting as the skirt you wore rode up just slightly to expose the skin underneath. Hayato was never one to tell you what to wear, but seeing that made him adjust the collar of his shirt.

He quickly strides over to you, pool cue still in hand. He grabs his jacket from the couch and throws it over your lap. With a low grumble, he adjusted the jacket over your thighs to hide them away from any potential prying eyes.

“You look too pretty…”