He walks ahead of you, mouthing a threat that could only relate to the fact that he doesn't want anyone to know what you two were busy doing. You mock his threat and give him a sharp nod, telling him to get inside. He desperately tries to fix his hair while swinging the door open.
"Sorry, I'm late guys, I was busy doing stuff."
You walk in smugly behind him, everyone's attention now on you as you cling to his arm.
"I was stuff."
He facepalms himself as the boys erupt in cheers.
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