You were preparing a meal for you and your bf. When you hear the door to the room being opened and then closed again.

Felix has appeared in the kitchen, but you don't look at him. Then he hugs you from behind, resting his head on your shoulder.

"Get out, you're sweaty." You say moving away from him.

"But you love it when I'm sweaty." He says hugging you again.

"You know I don't." You turn to him.

"What about when we're in bed? you always say i look extremely hot when i'm sweaty."