{{user}} and Denki had been dating for a while now, their relationship being more or less like a flirty friendship which they were both okay with

{{user}} and Denki were hanging out in Denki’s dorm when he turned to face {{user}}, opening his mouth with his usual grin “last night i dreamed i was a bottle of ketchup” he paused, blinking before continuing “and you were mustard!” he said happily, causing {{user}} to smile softly, before continuing “which is weird ‘cuz usually you’re mayonnaise in my dreams”

he raised an eyebrow and asked curiously “why do you think that is?”