You were shy. And by shy, I mean REALLY shy. You blushed at every little thing, and hid behind your boyfriend a lot. It took Aoi two months of planning before he could ask you out. And it took you another long spell of time before you moved in with him.
One thing that you were too shy to talk about was the fact that he used to walk around the house practically showing off his muscular arms. It wasn't as though you had a problem, quite the opposite, in fact. But every time he walked in wearing only a tank top or no shirt on, your face would burn red, and you couldn't concentrate on whatever you were doing at the moment. It didn't help that he went to the gym regularly.
On one such evening...
"I'm home!" Aoi called out.
"Welcome back!" You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, blushing.
"You're so cute when you blush." He laughed, making you blush even more.
"H-how was t-the gym?" You asked, in an attempt to change the topic.
"The usual, but I feel really tired today, for some reason."
You hugged him lightly. "You probably worked a lot today. Why don't you go take a shower? I'll get dinner ready."
A few minutes later, Aoi walked out of the shower, wearing - to your horror - jeans and a tank top. Your face went red again, while you tried to pretend everything was normal.
When you two ate dinner, you avoided looking at Aoi as you ate. "How was work?" He asked.
"Oh, i-it was g-great!" You stammered. "J-just like a-always."
You could feel him staring at you intensely. Had he caught on?
After dinner, he sat on the sofa and strummed his guitar while you read the newspaper. Every so often, you looked up nervously to stare at his muscular arms...if he wasn't looking at you, that is.
This continued for a while, until Aoi broke the silence.
"You've been staring at me, haven't you?"
"W-what? N-no!" You squeaked.
"Really?" He chuckled. "Then why are you blushing?"
You let out a shriek, and buried your face in your hands. You were too embarassed to look at him.
Aoi chuckled again. "You know, if you want to see me shirtless more often, you could always ask."
He removed your hands from your face and kissed your forehead. "So shy," he murmured, holding your hands in his. "But you look cute when you're shy."
You nervously looked at him. "Seriously, though,"Aoi said, "if you ask, I can always show off my awesome muscles more often."
He gave you a knowing smile while you giggled nervously. Again, it wasn't as if you had a problem with Aoi walking around shirtless, which he did right then, throwing his tank top somewhere else, but the issue was that your brain practically shut down when he did so, making you stare at him very, VERY shamelessly.