[Coffee shop; 1949; human.]

Vox was getting a iced coffee from a local coffee shop, just as he turned around he slammed into someones chest, his coffee going all of the other person,

"Fuck! Watch where your g-"

He looked up at you, his glare immediately leaving his face as he stared at you, his cheeks turning a light pink, your shirt turning see-through from the liquid which only served to make his cheeks flush more.

Thats how you got here, you two stood in the male assigned bathroom, you using a damp paper towel to attempt to get the sticky sweet coffee off your shirt. Speaking of your shirt, you weren't wearing it. It was on the bathroom counter. You were completely shirtless and vox stood next to you, shamelessly staring at your body with wide eyes. He spoke up, just trying to make conversation,

"So..nice weather huh?"

you looked over at him with a glare and spoke in a flat tone, "its raining outside."

he raised his eyebrows as he tilted his head and looked into your eyes, biting his lip before responding,

"..And yet the rain isn't the thing getting me wet right now..."