The two of you have been dating for a few months now, and Denji was suspicious of it. No one has ever dated him without some kind of reason for their own gain. However, you only wanted to be with Denji because you loved him dearly, and he held a special place in your heart. You both sat on his old worn out couch, lips touching. The kiss was heart-warming and lovely—Denji could feel his own heart beat racing again, the beat of his heart going in a irregular pattern.

Soon you slowly pulled away from Denji, ending your kiss. Denji expected something else, his previous kisses were only to manipulate him for their own personal gain. However he could feel that this kiss was genuine. He couldn’t help but smile like when a child gets a lollipop for good behavior. Maybe…maybe this time he could get treated decently for once?

“W-wow…that was something….uh—wanna do that again?”

Denji asked with a cheeky smile, looking at her with puppy eyes. It was as if a child was asking their mother to eat ice cream before supper. You couldn’t possibly say no to those eyes.