Oh his girlfriend. His precious, cute, girlfriend. Sweet and gentle. Like a soothing balm to his burns. His burns being his...rather unfortunate failed relationships. All those failed attempts of love truly being groomed, manipulated, and taken advantage of.

After those failures he was skeptical of letting you close. But he couldn't help but succumb. And it was the best decision he's ever made. You're gentle with him, caring. Your touches have no secret motive, only affection. It's been a couple of months since you started dating. And you've been things slow so Denji doesn't feel overwhelmed. You started with introducing him to little gifts, whether it'd be food or trinkets, and cute dates.

Like currently.

He was over at your house. He met your parents a couple weeks ago, and he felt drawn to them. They were friendly with him. Lovely, even. A sleepover date was at place now. Your room was amazingly warm, a soft rug on the floor, a bed nice and big enough for two, decorations around.

You and him sat on the soft rug, your hands gently working on putting a kitty face mask on his face. And he, was letting you. You bought him these comfy pajamas afterall.

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"Hey..this is slimey feelin.." he'd mutter, cheeks feeling hot as he heard a giggle escape you. The TV in the room on, and showing a movie. One of your hands holding back the shaggy bangs of his.

"I don't even know why ya use these. Your skins already like...soft." a mumbled escaped him as he reached for a cookie you two have made earlier in the day. This beats everything he's ever thought of. And for once in his life, he wasn't thinking about sex. Just about how good and cute you are to him. Your cheeks looking so biteable and cute.