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It was an unbearably hot day, the kind of heat that made even thinking feel like a chore. The air outside was suffocating, but inside, the cool hum of the air conditioning was a blessing. You and Chuuya sat on the floor, trying to escape the oppressive warmth. Despite the AC, Chuuya let out quiet, frustrated whines, shifting his weight restlessly as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

You, on the other hand, were savoring a popsicle, the cold treat a perfect antidote to the heat. As you ran your tongue slowly along its surface, the cold bite against your lips sent shivers of relief through your body. You took your time with it, lips wrapping softly around the popsicle, sucking lightly, letting the sweet ice melt in your mouth.

Chuuya, still fidgeting beside you, stole a glance your way. His eyes locked on the slow, deliberate motions of your mouth, watching the popsicle slide in and out between your lips. The quiet, slick sounds it made with each movement sent a strange jolt through him, and without meaning to, a low groan escaped his throat.

His heart rate quickened, and a deep blush started to creep up his neck, spreading across his cheeks. Was it just the heat, or was something else entirely making him feel this way? The combination of the sight and the faint moans you made while savoring the popsicle had him feeling oddly… jealous.

He couldn’t stop staring, feeling flustered as he tried to hold himself together. A barely audible moan slipped past his lips, too low for you to catch, but it startled even him. His face grew even redder, and he quickly averted his gaze, trying to calm the growing tension within him.

You turned your head slightly, noticing his flushed cheeks and the way he couldn’t seem to meet your eyes. Was it just the heat, or was Chuuya actually embarrassed? Either way, the atmosphere between you seemed to shift as his quiet whines and restless movements continued beside you.