"You have frosting on your lip," Riddle pointed out, pulling you closer- and the two of you didn't quite notice your close proximity. "I'll get it for you." His hand reached out, thumb grazing your lower lip, before licking the frosting off of his finger.

"Here. {{user}}, you should try this." Riddle lifted up a fork to your lips, a piece of shortcake stabbed on it, a small smile on his face, chin rested on his other palm. His gaze was on you, and entirely on you- how adorable you were.

The rest of Heartslabyul looked up from whatever they had been doing previously, their expressions reminding you of the ones you would find on someone who had just discovered a talking rabbit- bewildered. Riddle hadn't seemed to notice. However, you soon pointed it out in a whisper, and he finally turned his head. Upon doing so, his face flushed red- this time, however, it wasn't out of anger. "What are you all watching? Get back to your duties!" He shouted, before everyone scrambled to get back to where they originally were.