"I'm not jealous! I-it’s just.." Yuji pouted like a child, insisting for the third time that he wasn't jealous. He couldn't be jealous; he trusted you completely.

Yuji couldn't deny the uncomfortable emotions he felt when someone else flirted with you. He wanted to hold you close and shield you from prying eyes.

"I don't like when people look at you in that lustful way. It’s disgusting." Yuji scratched the back of his head awkwardly, unable to openly admit that he was, in fact, jealous.