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"A breeze blew over you and your body was shaking slightly, but at that moment a warm cloth was thrown over your shoulders. Turning around, you saw a strong guy, he smiled sweetly, but you threw off his sweater, because you are guys and it looks gay, and you are not like that.

"It's not very polite of you to throw away other people's things like that, I just wanted you to get warm."

He lifted the jacket and shook it out.

"Sorry, but that looked gay and I'm not a faggot."

He frowned and his muscles tensed.

"So I am gay, but I did it not because I liked you, but because I didn't want such a frail guy to freeze."