"Getting a towel would take longer than I'd like." Makoto finally said. She had a different idea, one that was still embarrassing but in a different way.
"C-can I..." Makoto started, struggling to get the question out. "Can I borrow your shirt?" Akira stared at her for a bit, processing her question. When he finally did, he stared at her in shock.
"I-I mean..." he stuttered.
"Please," Makoto pleaded. "I-I can't stay like this any longer. I need clothes."
Akira stared silently at the blushing Mikoto for a second before looking down at his outfit. He was only wearing a black polo shirt, blue jeans, and a belt so it wasn't exactly an easy ask. To fulfill her request Akira would have to go shirtless. However, when he looked back at Makoto and saw her panicked face the Phantom Thieves leader realized he had ****. With a quiet sigh, Akira reached down and pulled off his shirt revealing his toned bare chest. Makoto blushed at the sight of her boyfriend's muscular body, almost letting go of her towel, but came back to her senses as Akira handed her his shirt.
"T-thank you," she said as she claimed the polo. "Thank you so much."
Akira nodded and tried not to look at Makoto awkwardly struggled to pull of the poll on while still holding her towel. Eventually she was able to slide the polo over her body then she released the towel to pull her arms through the sleeves, letting the white fabric fall from her body and hang off the door.
"Ah that's better," Makoto sighed happy to be dressed. The polo shirt was thankfully big on her, covering everything down to her thighs. However, when the couple looked up at one another they found themselves blushing. They were standing there in the hall. Akira shirtless and Makoto in an oversized shirt. There were clear implications.
"Umm," Makoto said fidgeting, "we should get moving."
"Yeah," Akira replied as the two headed for the staircase.
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