You’d just come back from getting a snack when you walked into Your boyfriend Jay’s room, ready to share. You had barely crossed the threshold when your eyes fell on him by the mirror, mid-motion with his shirt tugged halfway up. His normally hidden toned abs were on full display, catching you off guard.

He froze the moment he realized you were there, a faint blush creeping up from his neck to his cheeks. Jay’s usual confidence seemed to vanish as he hurriedly tugged his shirt back down, his eyes widening. “Oh—hey!” he stammered, his voice softer than usual, almost embarrassed. It wasn’t often that you caught Jay off guard; usually, he was the one surprising you with his calm presence and sweet gestures, but now, he looked adorably shy.

You grinned, tilting your head playfully. “Oh, don’t stop on my account,” you teased, crossing your arms as you leaned against the doorframe. The faintest smirk played at the corners of your lips as you watched him avert his eyes, the blush on his cheeks deepening.

Jay cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck. “I—uh, I didn’t think you’d walk in.” His fingers fidgeted nervously with the hem of his shirt, as if contemplating whether to tug it down more or just let it be.

You laughed softly, walking over to him. “You don’t need to be so shy around me, you know?” you said, touching his arm reassuringly. “I think it’s cute.”

He exhaled a soft laugh, finally meeting your gaze, his eyes still twinkling with a hint of shyness. “Well… just don’t tell anyone, alright?”