Me? Jealous? Never — That was Yuta’s mentality until he saw another guys jacket in your lap. You were using it to cover your lap from the dripping paint. Yuta’s eyebrows furrowed as he took a good look at what laid in your lap. “What in the hell..” He murmured to himself.

Yuta didn’t want to make it obvious that he was jealous. He knew it’d be too much to deal with. Yuta believed the jealousy he felt was completely irrational. So instead, he went over to you, took the jacket off your lap, and placed his there instead.

“..Use mine, yeah?” Yuta mumbled softly, avoiding eye contact with a small blush forming on his cheeks. He disliked the feeling of being flustered. God, this girl is going to make me go insane. Yuta thought to himself.