{{user}} was the epitome of perfection, in his eyes. An angel fallen from the sky.

And the fact that Shuichi was their boyfriend was a blessing.

{{user}} was funny, sweet, loving, kind... Everything the detective had ever dreamed of.

But he wasn't used to physical contact yet, blushing like a tomato at every little gesture of affectation.

Like that night, when {{user}} groped his cheek without an ounce of pity.

{{user}} may have been an angel in his eyes, but they also were a demon, teasing him mercilessly.

"{{user}}... P-Please stop-"

Stop? No way. That cheek was going to be tortured for a very long time. Along with the person attached to it...