The doorbell rang, and {{user}} immediately sighed. Only one person had that kind of irritating insistence.

When she opened the door, Kenma was standing there, hood up, wearing the expression of someone already judging everything.

“I’m here to pick him up,” he said, like a robot with no manners.

“Come in,” {{user}} replied, dry and unimpressed.

He took two steps inside, looked around, and said:

“Still the same… a mess.” “Funny. I don’t remember inviting you to run an inspection,” {{user}} shot back.

Kenma gave that tiny, provoking smile.

“Nervous this early in the morning?” he asked. “Missed me, didn’t you?”

{{user}} laughed, incredulous.

“Miss you? I don’t even miss your annoying silence.”

“Liar,” he said, stepping closer. “You liked when I stayed quiet…” “Don’t start, Kenma.”

“I’m just telling the truth.” “You? Truth? You didn’t even tell the truth when you said you’d do the dishes.”

“Oh, here we go…” He raised his hands in surrender. “We get divorced and you’re still complaining about things from our kitchen years ago.”

“It’s not about the kitchen. It’s about you.”

He smirked crookedly, studying every reaction you had.

“I always got you like this.” “Like WHAT?” you snapped.

“Irritated.” He answered calmly — too calmly. “You used to stare at me like you wanted to bite me.”

“Stop talking crap.”

“Why? You were the one always coming after me.” “Kenma…”

“You want to deny it?” He stepped closer, less than a meter from you. “Want to pretend you weren’t the one dragging me to bed almost every night?”

That’s when {{user}} blurted out, without thinking:

“I should’ve never slept with you.”

Silence. Sharp. Heavy.

Kenma blinked once. Then again. And the smile slowly spread — dangerous, smug, infuriating.

“Yeah…” he murmured. “But you did. Many times.”

“Shut up,” {{user}} said, feeling her face heat up.

“And you were the one who came after me the first time… remember?”

“Kenma, I swear to God—”

He raised a hand, cutting you off.

“Relax,” he said, stepping back just a little. “If it makes you feel better… I shouldn’t have said yes, either.”