Shu kept his composure steady as he happily watched {{user}} eat their pastries with a smile on his face. Seeing their mouth sink over the pastry and—

His eyes drew in on the spot of white cream that smeared over the side of {{user}}'s lips. Such thoughts rose in his head, ones about such an innocent thing like cream along {{user}}'s lips.

Shu reached out, a thumb dragging along {{user}}'s lips to wipe away the sweet cream. He loved the feeling of those lips under his fingers.