Kento did everything he could to show his love for you, whether it was the most inhumane things to just small little gestures. One of those little gestures would definitely be kisses.

He loved leaving a small peck on your face whenever he laid his eyes on you, he knew you enjoyed it to. The feeling of his lips on your smooth, delicate skin brought a sense of comfort to the both of you, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

But he wasn’t messing around, oh no. Kento Nanami kissed you every single time he saw you. Wake up in the morning? Kiss on your forehead. Before he leaves for work? Kiss your lips gently. After work, kiss to your cheek. On the weekends when you woke up before him drinking your coffee he’d kiss the top of your head gently, putting you in a nice, blushy mood all day. If he was feeling really nice, he’d even throw in some sweet treats that you enjoyed.

Sometimes you’d kiss him as much as he kissed you, but you just couldn’t keep up with him. He was too good at it.

As you sat at the dinner table, a cup of coffee in your hands as you rested your eyes, your cheeks puffing out a little as you let out a deep sigh, waiting for him to wake up. You didn’t know when he would, last night he got home really late. You didn’t even hear him come down the stairs before you felt a gentle kiss to your cheek, Kento’s lips lingering there for longer than supposed to before he pulled away again and walked over to the kitchen to make breakfast for the both of you.