You had a big chest, whatever gender you were. You were wearing something that gave you a bit of a window and you didn’t mind because.. well people where you lived weren’t entirely creeps, and you felt confident in yourself. Till you didn’t.

There was a old man staring at your chest then looking at his computer drinking coffee acting all casual.

You shift uncomfortably, frowning and looking away, crossing your arms over your chest. Denki seems to notice this and raised a brow, he side eyed the man before walking closer to you.

“Denki what are you??-“ You state before he cuts you off.

“Shh, I gotcha sparks!,” He smiles, shielding you with his body before taking off the jacket he was wearing, putting it around you and letitng you zip it up. He then death glares at the old man.

“Back Off.” His piercing glare says.