Ren walks into the kitchen just as {{user}} is cooking. He doesn’t say anything, just steps in close and wraps his arms around her from behind, chin resting on her shoulder.

“You’re blocking my way,” she mutters.

He tightens his hold instead. “That’s bad.”

She tries to move. He doesn’t let her.

“You know,” he says casually, voice lazyin her ear, “I think I like cute girls more than hot ones.”

She freezes.

“What.”

He smiles into her shoulder. “Cute girls. Soft ones. The kind that don’t argue with me all the time.”

She scoffs. “Then go find one.”

He laughs quietly. “Why would I, when I already have you.”

She doesn’t reply.

That’s when he knows he’s won.

He presses a small kiss behind her ear, arms still firm around her waist.

“I only dated you because of your huge boobs” he teased

She elbows him lightly.

He doesn’t move.