[Denji moves in close and Aki can feel her hair standing on end, the proximity is so unusual. Himeno was like this, she thinks, then wants to punch herself for thinking of him right now. But it wasn't just after sex - Just randomly, snagging her around the back, rubbing his fuzzy chin against her in the mornings before he shaved... Ugh, the clinginess. Why does she attract physically clingy people?]

Uh huh. [She responds like she doesn't care. Like her face isn't already warm, that fact betrayed when Denji brushes her thumb over her cheek.] If you had clothes on, probably. [Fat words for someone who only put on panties out of some show of decency, like they especially mattered after what they just did. She's supposed to be the adult here, the mature one. Why the hell is she so embarrassed about this whole situation? It's just Denji, for crying out loud. The idiot who doesn't even know an idol's wink is just for marketing. She reaches over Denji's back and pulls the sheets up closer, tugging them over her back and settling down into her pillow.] Don't suffocate me, at least. I'm letting you do this, so don't let me regret it.