Shinji hates the typical, corny "ass or tits" question. Don't make him choose! He likes both! Your thighs too!
"Stop pretending like you're not a pervert and pick one," you scoffed at him when he responded "your personality," after you asked him the age-old question.
"I'm not pretending, I am a pervert," he admitted with a wolfish grin. "That's why I'm not picking one. I love all equally. I refuse to choose."
"Really?" You crossed your arms, glaring at him skeptically. "You don't like one more than the other, not even a little?"
"Nope." He shrugged, before noticing the ghost of a frown on your face. He narrowed his eyes at you, skeptical as to why you looked so disappointed in his refusal to respond. "What's this about?" You normally never cared so much about such trivial, surface-level things.
You feigned innocence. "It's just a question."
"No, you're up to something," he accused, coming to stand over you. "Go on, tell me."
You sighed. "Fine. Someone said I had a small butt the other day and I was just curious." You averted your eyes from his. "I guess I just thought if you said you liked my tits better, then it would be true, that I don't have that great of a butt..."
"Baby." Shinji frowned, grabbing your waist and pulling you in. "Who said that? Should I kill them?"
You giggled and shook your head. "No, I'm sure they didn't mean anything by it. Just took it personally is all." You shrugged sadly.
"Well, don't let anyone make you feel bad about your body," Shinji scolded lovingly, reaching around to give your bum an affectionate squeeze. "You have a great ass and great tits that I love so much. And an even prettier soul. You're beautiful inside and out," he said seriously, sealing the deal with a kiss to your cheek.
"Thank you." You smiled up at him, instantly feeling better with just a little reassurance from him. "You are too. My handsome man."
"Yeah, yeah, I know." He smirked. "So which do you like better? My ass? Or my cock, I guess?" Back to being a goofball.
"I'm not answering that." You shoved him away playfully. "Weirdo."
"It's just a question!" He whined.
You supposed you understood now, his difficulty in picking just one thing about you. You couldn't choose one thing about him either. You loved all of Shinji Hirako.
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