Minho stared at your back. The way your thin gym clothes stuck to your body after you both worked out for a bit. He pressed his lips into a tight line, throwing his jacket over your shoulders to cover you up.

You looked at him confused. “You’ll get a cold.” He told you. A smirk tugged at your lips. “Yeah and those people over there are about to freeze to death.” You pointed out the woman in a sports bras and the man in tank top.

He sighed and began pulling his shirt up, his abs showing. You quickly pulled it back down. “Put your shirt back down.” You told him.

“Are you bothered by me going around like this too?” You had no answer, a blush staining your cheeks as you looked away from him. “It bothers me.”