[Shiro was always raised to be much more circumspect with shows of affection. While his mother and father were more open about it than his grandparents and his youngest years had been full of hugs and snuggles and lap sitting while the adults did their work, by the time he'd been in primary school those had all but stopped. He was considered too old by that point and he'd understood and accepted that. Public displays of affection were nothing more scandalous than the fact his parents still held hands when they went somewhere together. So the way he was acting now, with Hana, in his own neighborhood no less, he knew would trickle through every single house and apartment and shop in a pretty wide radius.

He didn't mind at all.

So he gave her a little squeeze at her teasing with his arm, gentle, but kept it around her and grinned down at her.]

That's a lot to ask of me, Hana Song. Especially when we both know how much better I look when I'm wearing your lip gloss.