Surprised by what I said to Asami, I proceeded to hide my face in his neck. 

Why did I say that? Does he think I’m being petty? Or does he not like me anymore?? 

Those thoughts go in my head as I close my eyes and cringe.

“ Yuki? Are you alright?” Asami tries to look into my eyes.

“ I-I’m fine...i-it’s nothing really…” I stuttered out blushing in embarrassment when I looked up and saw him looking worried. I reach up my arm putting them around his shoulders still blushing as I peck his nose. Asami smiles brightly as he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer as he kisses me suddenly. 

“ ASAMI?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!” a shriek is heard from the office door. 

Asami hides me in his shirt, tucking me away like a football. WTF? The only thing I was thinking was that I was surprised and embarrassed that he could easily hide me in his shirt.

Why does this happen to me? Why am I this small...I'm like a chihuahua…. 

Frowning a bit I opened my eyes and was face to face with asami’s sculpted chest. My face becomes brighter if possible. I could almost feel the stare of rosa on me as in hidden in Asami's shirt tucked out of her view. Feeling his grip on my back tighten means only one of two things.

1. He's going to kick her out. or 2. She's either said or done something that he didnt like.