Kenma Kozume suffered from lack of sleep. And it wasn't just the casual "I have less than eight hours a night, so I'm a little sleepy," a bit tired. This boy seemed willing to fight the seventh mortal sin, himself, in hell.
His feet dragged the carpet as he approached you, practically collapsing onto your back and dangling over your shoulder. His head was buried in the crook of your neck while her arms were wrapped around your waist from behind.
"Yes, Kenma?" You laughed at how cute he could be, but you still cared about him.
"Hm," He hummed, his grip on your waist tightening a bit.
"Don't suffocate me, okay?" You said with a smile and tried to make him smile too. However, his efforts were frustrated. He didn't respond, instead he moved an inch as his hair tickled her neck.
"Hey Kenma" he hummed again, but you didn't want to take that as an answer. "
"Please look at me. I'm worried. "He let out a sigh and you could feel his hot breath spreading across your skin.
He got up, walked and sat on his knees in front of you. He looked into your eyes, his expression practically unreadable
"Kenma, you know you have to take care of yourself," you frowned.
"But you're doing that for me ... "
"Yeah, because I can't sit here and watch how you make a living on toast and fries. "Can I give you a day of personal care?" she sighed, got up and grabbed her cell phone.
"Why don't we make real food? "She looked at you curiously.
"Like apple pie? "like apple pie." You nod and find a recipe for the dessert that he specified.
Pretty soon, you took a recipe and confirmed that you have all the ingredients in his PSP game.
"No," he said without looking away from the screen.
"Too bad, darling." You smiled and saw his face frown.
"Okay, I'll start making apple pie without you." In a millisecond, Kenma managed to finish the level and jump to your side?" he asked, looking at you with bright eyes."
