'Wow' was the only thing going through your mind when your boyfriend Fuma stepped out of the bathroom, the black polo shirt and jeans he was wearing hugged his form in a hot, but modest, way.

"How do I look-?" Fuma stops in his tracks seeing your stare "Is it my hair? I- I can fix my hair..."

He starts running his hands through his black hair softly, as if to fix it, even though it didn't need to be