Warren was either as dense as he seemed, or just did an exceptional job at hiding his reactions. For months, you’ve chased him down and shamelessly hit on him. He hasn’t given you any reaction whatsoever.

The two of you were lying on the couch, Warren clinging to you in a somewhat frog-like position. You dipped your head, whispering in his ear.

“”When god made you, he must’ve been trying to show off.”

Warren hummed but didn’t lift his head.