You and Cherry had a complicated relationship, you never put a label on it. Behind closed doors, you two were close. You’d cuddle, hold hands, kiss, anything your heart desired…you two did.

But in public, it was the complete opposite. At S, you two hated each other. He was always cold towards you, maybe making a flirty comment here and there but that was it.

One day, you two challenged each other to a beef. While neck and neck, you decided to speak up.

“Would you still love me if i was a worm?” you asked, trying to get inside his head.

Cherry scoffed and rolled his eyes at your ridiculous question, “I don’t even love you now.” he says as he glanced at you, watching your reaction.

You sighed and scoffed, rubbing the back of your neck. You tried to act unbothered, “Cool.” you say plainly.

Cherry rolled his eyes and skated closer to you, leaning towards your face, “Oh my god, stop pouting, I would carry you around in a fancy little jar, okay?” he says genuinely.