Once again, about how you’d expect

Immediately there were several gasps, and a flurry of voices.

“Wh-what the-?!”

“Did I just…wake up in an eroge?!”

“That’s…quite…undignified.”

“M-Mukuro?! What are you…?!”

But it was one reaction that she was really fishing for. Her face burned red hot, her body shuddering, every part of her screaming to cover herself as she felt his eyes on him. Makoto stared at her for a long while, his mouth open in shock, his eyes subconsciously roaming her body. She opened her mouth to speak, but he rocketed from his seat, grabbed her hand, and pulled her out into the hallway. As he did, he bumped into her, his arm touching her chest, making her shudder as her legs trembled.

He yanked her into the hall and into the closet the two boys had thrown her into, but this time, she felt completely safe, especially as he reached up and pulled a cord, turning on a light. They were right in front of each other, less than a foot apart as she could see he was almost as red as she was.

“WH-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” He demanded.

“H-hey…M-Makoto…” Mukuro said uncharacteristically shyly.

“Mukuro! Seriously, why are you…you…” He couldn’t even seem to say the word. His eyes landed on her chest for a second or two before he looked away, shielding his eyes respectively, which made Mukuro feel both good and bad. “Is this Junko’s fault?” He asked. It reminded Mukuro how sometimes he had really good intuition.

“I-I…um…”

“Mukuro, you can’t just…walk around like this! What if people got the wrong idea?” He asked.

“Y-you mean like you pulling me into the closet while I’m naked?” She asked, and the boy seemed to nearly melt.

“I…didn’t think of that.” He admitted. “I just…saw you like that and I just…wanted to get you away from prying eyes, I guess.”

“I’m fine, thank you.” She said. “Thank you for…being worried about me.”

“Well, of course.” He said. “But, seriously…did Junko put you up to this, I swear-“

“I-it doesn’t matter.” Mukuro said. “I…um…”

“Mukuro. What did we talk about?” Makoto said as he grabbed her arms. That caused her to jump and he quickly let go, his face even more red once again. “A-Ah! Sorry, I, ummm…okay!” He slapped his cheeks, and made sure to keep his eyes on her face, even though they wanted to look lower, to the point that even seeing the top of her chest out of the corner of his eye was turning him on. “Use your words, alright? Take a deep breath if you need to.” Mukuro paused and did as he said, she took a deep breath, once again briefly pulling his gaze to her chest as her breasts moved with her, before she met his eyes.

“I…Junko tried to trick me by telling me nudity was a ‘new trend’, but I’m not stupid. I didn’t believe her, but…I thought maybe…” she bit her lip, “maybe it would…get you…to notice me.” The silence that followed was strong, and even though it only lasted a few seconds, it felt much longer.