"You talk too much."
Shinjiro regretted saying those words. Now, Minako was sat in the corner of her room, arms crossed and pouting. He had accidentally let it slip that she talked like she was running out of time, and how it was kind of annoying. In response, Minako decided to shut up and go on strike. Shinjiro sighed at her childishness, poking her cheek.
"Hey, hey... You know I didn't mean it, right?"
"Hmph."
Minako turned her head, when suddenly-
Growl.
The ungodly noise came from her stomach, and Shinjiro smirked. He stood up and left the room.
Five minutes later, he came in with a slice of chocolate cake, and he swore he could see Minako's mouth practically drooling. He sat down next to her, waving the cake in her face. Minako bit her lip, staring at it- yet, she couldn't do it. She had to prove her point to Shinjiro. What point, exactly? She didn't really know. At that moment, Shinjiro took a forkful of the cake, and bit into it. His face lit up, and he made sure that the brunette beside him could see.
"Are you sure you don't want some?" He teased, waving the fork in the air.
Minako puffed up her cheeks, avoiding his gaze.
Finally...
"I hate you." She sighed, leaning forward to take a bite off the fork.
"Shut up and kiss me."