Being Kenma's girlfriend was hard sometimes, not that you ever cared. Most of the time you just enjoyed each other's company, but sometimes he acted like a spoiled brat who freaked out over any nonsense, even though... you clearly found it attractive.

Just like you do now.

The guy is lying on top of you, face tucked between your breasts and resting after a volleyball match, occasionally whimpering with fatigue and sighing, grumbling unhappily to himself.

"I'm tired... everything pisses me off... take pity on me..."