Who is pervert?

She knew that those threads would not be enough to hold the weight of her heavy dress. But if she could use them and somehow repair a few threads that were holding her dress. Even if it was for an hour. It would be enough!

"I know! But I have to try!" her desperate voice and resolute eyes were so determined that he could only nod.

He opened a few racks of the cupboard as he was sure that his father was a meticulous person  and always kept everything needed in the back drawers.

It took him only a minute to find them. Taking the small box in his hands, he walked towards her and put it in front of the table.

"Can you give me your clothes for a while?" reaching for the box, she looked around and then at him with a pleading gaze.

"....." without a word, he nodded and unbuttoned his shirt. Taking it off, he passed it to her and then his hands reached to his belt.