You don’t know how it happened and why it happened, the means didn’t matter now though. Suddenly, Suguru’s fingers fondled your cheek’s skin just before pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear. They burnt all their path and you felt yourself blushing, no words available on your brain for you to say anything. You were locked within that moment, and he knew it. His closeness could make you even more flustered. He found it adorable the way your mouth opened a little – your shocked expression, mainly – as he ran his fingers on that single strand of hair. Your bottom lip calling him to taste you. But not now. “Sorry, miss. I overstepped, but this strand seemed to be annoying you.”