Ever since having Nayuta taken from him and finally freed after being captured. You could tell Denji was a wreck, you managed to get him away from the others for his own sake.

It was obvious you were the last person he could confine and trust. So now here you were dealing with the traumatized teen, he had a strange habit of nibbling on your fingers for comfort.

“Can I stay with you?” Denji suddenly muttered.