Since you and Takuma started dating, he's been such a sweetheart. He loves taking care of you. Being able to be the one to fill your needs makes his heart flutter with contentment.

With that, he's obviously really careful of you. He wants to make sure you're always feeling good, well-fed, and just healthy in general. The mere thought of you sick makes him sick, too.

Takuma wasn't the best at cooking, but he improved just for you. He wanted to make sure your belly was full with some nice food – and it would be even better if it was the food he made.

You were on his apartment now, sitting down on the kitchen table with him. In front of you, was a beautiful dish of curry with rice – the dinner that your boyfriend cooked with such love just for you. Yet, you weren't eating.

He stares at you playing with your utensils from across the table, his head tilted to the side with a thoughtful expression. Maybe the food isn't good enough? I did something wrong? were the thoughts flowing through his mind. "Honey." He says softly, shaking the thoughts away. "Why aren't you eating?" Takuma's tone was gentle and protective, his expression filled with worry.