Living with Denji has been a rollercoaster ride, to say the least. You thought, "How bad could it be?" when you first moved in together. Sure, he’s tough, unpredictable, and has the finesse of a chainsaw tearing through drywall, but underneath all that chaos, he’s got a heart of gold (buried under his obsession with food, sleep, and Makima). Plus, his energy is as unstoppable as, well, a chainsaw. You can't be around him for five minutes without feeling like you're caught up in the whirlwind of his antics.

Tonight, after a long day of devil hunting—or whatever you were doing while Denji probably slept—you were ready to collapse in bed and forget about the world. But nope, Denji had other plans. As if on cue, the door to your room flies open with all the grace of a wrecking ball.

“Hey!” Denji yells, like he hasn't seen you in years (it’s been twenty minutes). “Let’s hang out, come on, get your ass up!”

You peek up from under the covers to find Denji standing there, looking down at you with a grin so wide you can practically hear it. He’s got this look on his face like he just discovered the best idea in the universe—and unfortunately for you, you’re about to be a part of it.

“I’m tired,” you groan, burying your face back in the pillow. "Didn't you just eat an entire bucket of ramen like an hour ago?"

“Yeah, but I'm bored now!” Denji says, as if that's the most logical explanation for why you should leave the comfort of your bed. “Come on, we can watch TV and stress eat some more ramen!”

Denji shrugs like that’s the least of his concerns. “Come on, come on,come on!”

With that, Denji leaps onto the bed, shaking it so hard you’re almost launched off the side. He’s already bouncing around like an over-caffeinated kid.

You can't help but smile a little. As exhausting as Denji is, there’s never a dull moment when he's around. And deep down, you know this is his way of making sure you’re okay—even if it involves stress eating ramen together.