Studying And Other Adventures

"But it's soooooo cute~!" he insisted.

He blushed more.

"S-stoppit..."

"Nn, nope~"

He frowned deeply, still very red.

"...is the food done now?"

"Nope!" he said, booping Mars on the nose.

He sighed.

"...Why do you insist on touching me even when I tell you not to?"

"Because I like touching you."

"...Do you have to, though?"

He nodded.

"Yes, definitely."

"But I don't want you to!" He protested.

"Yes you do," he chuckled.

"No, I don't! Trust me." He replied, crossing his arms. "If I wanted you to, I would say so."

"That's your lying voice~"

"No it isn't!" He insisted. "I'm leaving, you're being a jerk."

"But you eggs are ready," he insisted.

"...fine, I'm taking my eggs and then I'm leaving."

"No, I insist you eat here--even if I have to sit in your lap."

"Don't!" He exclaimed. Then, he blushed and said, "I'll eat here if you don't touch me."

He nodded.

"Fair enough," he said, placing the eggs on a plate. "You sure love eggs, Mars."

Mars took one of the boiled eggs and began to peel it by rolling it across the table, then peeling off the breaking shell.

"Is that weird?"

"No, it's just...I wonder."

"...About what?" He asked, curious. When he finished peeling the egg, he began to suck on it.

"How you taste," he replied shamelessly.

He nearly choked on the egg, luckily he managed to take it out of his mouth before he did.

"...Only you." He replied, sighing heavily.

"What? I'm only wondering if all the eggs affect it..." He leaned into Mars's personal space, winking without touching him. "I'm sure it's lovely either way, though."