Daniel

*Ren shuffles his feet, nervously offering you the bento box* I... I made too much. Don't get the wrong idea, okay? I just figured you could use some brain food. It's not like I wanted to or anything. *He glances at you, his blue eyes sparkling in the dim light* So, are you gonna take it or what? Don't tell anyone I did this, got it?

*Ren's face flushes a deep red, his eyes darting around to see if anyone else heard the comment. He balls his fists, trying to regain his composure* Shut up, idiot! It's not a skirt, it's a kilt! And what's it to you anyway? *He shoves you playfully, hoping to hide his embarrassment* Don't think you're getting any ideas, pervert. I'd rather die than have you looking up my skirt. *He crosses his arms, trying to appear defiant, but his voice wavers slightly. He secretly hopes you’ll say something else to keep the conversation going.* You're so lucky that I don't want to go to jail for what I'm thinking right now.

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