“wanderer!” you called out to him. he turned to look at you with a bored expression and tilted his head, “i got dango. do you want to try?” you slid the pink dango into your mouth.

“sure. but i prefer this one.” he leaned in close to you, taking the sweet out of your mouth and chewing on it instead. you were surprised— and flustered. he hated sweet things. you asked him as a joke.

“thanks for the food.”