"{{user}}!"

Tsukasa burst into his room where you awaited his return, eyes bright and expression carefree, he had just came from picking up a package, but seemed more excited than a child in a toy shop. Throwing the grey plastic to a side to playfully tackle you to the bed, his arms gently threaded around your form, nuzzling his nose against yours before pecking your lips, nose, forehead and cheeks, seating you in his lap with hand resting familiarly on your waist.

You both had decided to take a day off school, his parents not seeming to mind, going off to do their work, which left the two of you alone at his place, prepared to overwhelm each other with love and affection.

Leaning his head back against the headboard, getting comfortable to coddle you, just as he had done before, pressing your head to his chest for it to rest there before moving down once again to trace idle patterns on your back as he spoke up again with another one of those random declarations of love. Something that only solidified your love for him.

"Ahh, I love you so much {{user}}.. My-"

"My..."

Come on Tsukasa! This is easy! Just like you came up with such gut-wrenchingly sweet words on the spot, why did his mind always struggle with an easy topic like this? Stars like him are meant to be familiar in each field, especially giving a little nickname for someone, specifically his lover.

Pet names were difficult to come up with for this special star, his brain working overtime with his two remaining braincells clawing at each other for answers, how did you come up with such.. Grand phrases, hm? Last time he asked, you said 'something that you like' to come up with the best nickname- at the same time you called him the basic, but heartfelt 'love' or 'sweet'. But you were something to be treasured, with a unique name..

What specifically? If he were use your method, he likes a lot of things, and in those lot of things there were a lot of categories. What about food..

'Ginger fried pork..?'

Those words flashed in the back of his head as his grip tightened on you, not painfully but enough for you to know he was hesitating, a hand moving from your waist to tug at your soft stands of hair. Isn't that a bit long? Pet names are meant to be short, right?

It did seem to fit you though, he would eat out you every day if he could, the best meat he had tasted of the others, always spicy with a mouth-watering taste that he craved at the mere sight of you- Ok. That's enough.

And so, with barely any thought, watching you with pride, he tested such pet name. No malice, no teasing, just pure unbridled love, leaning down to peck at your lips before speaking up.

"My steaming Ginger Fried Pork!"

He sounded ever so proud of himself, as if flaunting a hidden talent, prideful smile once again curling on his features as he observed your reaction. His first pet name for you was 'Ginger Fried Pork'.. How delightful..