How to Love

Class 4: Dinner.

Denji and Makima sat down at the restaurant and began to look through the menu. "Hey Denji, you want me to help you read it?" Makima offered. "Yeah, if you wouldn't mind," he said laughing awkwardly. He handed her his menu and she began to read off the options. "Ooh, the shrimp tempura sounds really good, just hope it's not to expensive," he grimaced in shame.

"It's ok Denji, it's my thanks," she smiled. "You went out of your way to teach me about this sort of stuff," she handed the menu to the waiter and told he their order. "I'll be here with that in 10 minutes," he waiter said as he left. "Your welcome Miss Makima," the blonde said excitedly, as they waited for their food.

They talked for a bit at dinner, about different things. Devils, movies, and new activities for the two of them to do. Denji was having a lot of fun hanging out with the redhead. He liked seeing this more relaxed side off her. As for Makima herself, she had to admit she was having a really great time. She had never really gone out something with anyone, so this change of pace was nice for her.

At around 7:23 p.m. they had finished their food, paid for their meal, and left the restaurant. They were walking back towards the apartment complex of Special Division 4 when Makima tapped Denji on the shoulder. "Hey Denji," she said as she pointed to a couple holding hands, "what are they doing" she asked.

"They're holding hands," he replied. "They seem pretty close," she observed, "maybe we should try that." Denji's face turned red. "Wait bu-," 'Wait, this is the perfect opportunity,' the blonde told himself. He quickly wiped his hand on his pants. Hoping Makima didn't noticed, and slowly reached out.

As their hands made contact he felt a shiver rush through this body. He hand was smooth and a bit smaller then his. He had always thought of doing something like this with Makima but right now it was really embarrassing. He felt his body heat up as they continued walking hand in hand down the street.

As the arrived in the apartment. Denji kept his cool, while Makima walked with him smiling slightly. She seemed happy and she was. She liked the feeling of holding his hand. It felt warm and gave her a cozy feeling she hadn't felt before. They knocked on the door to which Aki answered. "

"Finally your back Denji," Aki said as he noticed Makima grabbing the blonde's hand. Denji, smirked as he watched Aki's face grow a bit mad. "Sorry, Aki, I was just hanging out with Miss Makima," Denji spoke in a smug voice. Denji waved goodbye to Makima as he close the door behind him and walked to his room past a very jealous Aki.
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