At this rate, you were both going to melt away. Today was a school's tournament that the students within their last year couldn't participate in. Hence why you found yourself seated on the spectator's bench along with your friends. Problem was, the temperature had risen abnormally causing a scorching heat to clasp onto people's skin, tormenting them with an overwhelming sense of frustration towards the lack of shade within the area. You being seated on your boyfriend's lap only worsened the issue.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Jay muttered, his voice a soft whisper in your ear as your back pressed against his chest, his scent intoxicating you. He noticed the unequivocal concentration you held towards the race occurring in front of you; upon your lack of response, a small sigh escaping his lips.

He placed a cool hand under your shirt, temporarily relieving you from the intensifying heat radiating across your skin — a shiver traveling down your spine as he gently pulled you closer, placing a soft kiss along your shoulder.

"Focus on what I'm saying." He murmurs, his gentle hand clasped around your waist covered by your shirt, cooling your mid-riff as he met your gaze.