Suguru noticed how uncomfortable you looked from across the bar.

This guy wasn’t getting the memo. It was hard to watch, the guy touching up on you while you repeatedly push his wandering hands away.

Suguru wasn’t a confrontational person, but he couldn’t just stand there and watch a pretty stranger get harassed.

He slips in beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close to his side.

“Can you not be so friendly with my partner?” He grumbles to the strange man.