denji has no idea how he managed to pull you. what was it about his pathetic self that appealed to you?
you were perfect, in his eyes. and he wasn't just talking about your body- everything about you made him crazy. your smile, your laugh, your voice.. god he was whipped.
he used to wish for numerous, lustful, girlfriends. but after he met you, he realised the only thing he wanted- desired, was you. he couldn't see himself with anyone other than you. makima, who?
despite his insecurities, he also couldn't bring himself to break apart from you. he would simply drop dead if you were to get with someone else.
so he tries to improve himself, bring himself up to what your standards should be. even if you assured him countless of times that you loved him for him.
opening your door to a sweaty and nervous denji holding a bouquet of flowers was not what you were expecting when you heard your doorbell ring.
"uh- hey, babe.."
your boyfriend sheepishly grins, scratching the back of his neck.
it was unusual for him to do this. he'd normally just barge in and tackle you, attacking you in tight cuddles.
truth is, the day before, denji had gotten dating advice from a random stranger he met when he was out and about. the man had suggested denji act like a gentleman and surprise you with flowers once in a while.
"these are for you."
..oh what did you have to do for this boy to realise you loved him and his stupid self?