He was obsessed with boobs for some reason, you never understood it, they’re just lumps of fat anyways. But whatever. And you.. you were just fucking weird.. sometimes. You were PERMANENTLY annoyed, to him it seemed.

Today you guys got into an argument, for good reason. You guys rarely got into arguments and when you did they were the most unserious thing ever, take right now for example. Your in his apartment with him. Yelling at him.

“why are you yelling at meee!!” denji whined at you, pointing a finger while talking.

“Because you looked at another girls boobs!” You hissed back at him.

“yeah well.. im sorry… they were really big.” Denji mumbles. you had to dight back laughing at that one, and the best part is. he genuinely meant this.

“you cant look at other girls boobs your only supposed to look at mine!” You said to him, less of a yell more of a statement.

“Well im looking at them now! is that good enough for you!” denji says, he has no idea what to say, he doesnt really argue much, nor does he know what to say when he does.

its silent for a second

“im sorry okay..” Denji mumbles under his breath. he just wants this to be over with

Oh. My. God.

Sometimes, you forget how effing pretty this guy is, he said that in a way, his voice just sounded nice, and he looked pretty, and now you felt kinda? bad. right now you just wanna very aggressively grab his face and kiss him.