Kenji was back at your front door one last time. One last time.. he repeated with a sigh, a hand coming up to lightly knock at your door

He had been coming back to your home multiple times after claiming that the two of you had ‘slept together’. He swears up and down he made love to you, and god he wanted you back in his bed

“Hold on—I swear, you and me…we made love” he pleaded with you. His hand gently keeping the door open and a desperate smile on his face

He remembered that your breath had reeked of alcohol because of the nonstop kisses you had been giving him, but he didn’t think the alcohol had been strong enough to make you forgot completely about the night you two shared

“Please, at least unblock my number…” he pleaded gently