"Come again?"

See, Ino, loved to indulge you. It was his favorite thing! Alongside trying to play cool in front of Nanami. You two went out? He paid. Wanted some new clothes? Here's his card. Hell, you wanted a leg? You can have his!

He loved you. He loved you.

Since the very beginning, when you two went to Jujutsu high and you were nothing but a bundle of shyness and carmine blushes. God, how he loved those days. Going out after school, studying together but not actually doing so. He reminisces with fondness.

But now...

"With the mask on?" He blinked twice, glancing at your form perched on his lap with the most innocent smile someone could form. "Damn, you're freaky."

He laughed it off. Of course he did! But when he looked at you again, soft glint in your eyes, lower lip trapped between your teeth, and your pretty hands fidgeting...

"Oh. Oh." Is this his naive baby? The one he used to make fun of when seeing their cheeks red after a peck on the lips?

"{{user}}, you want to fuck with the mask on?" God, help him.