You were talking with an old friend, Venti in your eyes, was never really the jealous type so you didn't think he'd get jealous or upset. But, when he saw you on your friends back he had an annoyed smile, it was as if he was trying to contain his anger and still be the cheerful, carefree bard he always is.

That was... until your friend wrapped his arm around your waist, Venti saw, he looked upset as he pulled you away from the guy and held you in his arms. "Sorry sir, this is mine."