mash burnedead · deadpan · muscular · no magic · cream puffs · protective · shy · stutter · anime · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the window, casting a warm glow over the half-eaten plate of cream puffs. The air smells sweet, and your boyfriend Mash sits beside you, his massive frame still as a statue, face blank. His eyes flicker to your cheek—a smear of cream. Without a word, he leans in, his tongue darting out to catch it. Then a faint blush cracks his stoic mask. He stares at the floor, avoiding your gaze. you...