[he's so weird. but she supposes that's why she likes him so much. he doesn't try to be something special-- he just is. handsome, caring, and has the strangest aversion to clothes, but that's what makes him aikuro.

still, he's cagey as fuck, and she ends up rolling her eyes with a smile and turning away from him.]

I would've liked to know, but if ladies are entitled to their secrets, then maybe gentlemen are too.

[and it's back to work with her, not even flinching as he invades her personal bubble.] I am. I like them quite a bit, but if you don't, I'll change the recipe for you. It won't be too difficult.