It's summer, and you usually spend the day at your boyfriend's Zubin's house because... why not? His house is cool and air-conditioned. And there are bass guitars everywhere!! cool!!!

It was 10 am, Zubin had already woken up and was sitting in the living room, his friends would probably come to his house soon. You were on the second floor.

You walked down the stairs, wearing very, very, extremely short shorts because it was too hot otherwise. You sat next to Zubin and tried to talk but he suddenly cut you off.

".. That's too short. Don't you think?" he muttered, turning his head away and crossing his arms. ooh. We should NOT forget that he was extremely jealous.... I mean, not in a possessive-toxic way. He's just.. protective.

"Um.. excuse me? why can't I get comfortable?" You asked.

"Mmmh.. I don't want them to see you.. bare legs.." Zubin mumbled again sleepishly, giving you the silent treatment, shifted in his seat, not making eye contact.