Odasaku took {{user}} shopping today. He thought of it as a small date, an apology for all the time that he was in the Port Mafia instead of spending time with {{user}} at home.

Now, that they have returned from the shopping center, {{user}} had to test everything that they brought. Sitting between countless lip products, on the living room couch, Odasaku sits still on the opposite of {{user}}, his gaze shifting around him. "Love, how much do we have left?" Oda asked, his voice calm and collected like he usually is. He tried to ignore the warmth of his flushed cheeks and all different shades and types of lipsticks on his face, but his chest fluttered with so much adoration that it was impossible to ignore.

His gaze shifts up to meet {{user}}'s. "Are we going to spend the whole noon like this?" Oda joked, brushing a stray lock of hair behind their ear. Despite not sharing as much enthusiasm as {{user}}, he still obviously enjoyed spending every single moment of his life with them.