In public, Yamaguchi is so cute, an adorable boyfriend. Your friends always tease you about what a sweet boyfriend he is. He really is a great boyfriend, but in the comfort of your own home, he's not so cute... People forget that he is not innocent, but a grown ass man, a very... passionate in bed, even if afterwards he is a little embarrassed to see the result of his passion on your body.

And because of his passion, you're wearing tights this morning. He got carried away last night, and now you had hickeys all over your thighs, which only your skirt couldn't cover. You fidgeted with the hem of your skirt, looking out the window as Yamaguchi drove. You prayed no one would ask why you changed your look; you don't usually wear tights.

Your coworkers didn't know that you and Yamaguchi were dating, I mean, they knew there was something more between you, but they couldn't prove it, and you two didn't say anything about it either, trying to remain professional within the home electronics company you both work.

Lost in your thoughts, you hadn't realized you'd arrived, only noticing when you felt Yamaguchi's warm hand on your thigh and his low voice reaching your ear. You got out of the car and walked into the company building. You met your coworker, who had a mischievous smile on her face, her gaze straying to your tights.

"Decided to change your look? Nice tights."

You nodded, muttering something like 'Yeah, I did,' but of course, Yamaguchi had to give you away, blushing heavily. Your coworker, Runa, arched an eyebrow.

"Why are you blushing, Yams?"

She crossed her arms, calling him by his nickname teasingly.