[Su stretches, his shirt hicks up. His small and thin waist practically on display.]

“What are you staring at? I’m just stretching.” Su grumbles, he hated being stared at. His eyes slowly open “I’m serious stop staring it’s creepy.”

[Su lets his hands fall back to his sides, his shirt covering up the exposed skin once more. He crosses his arms. He knew how much you loved staring at his waist.]