detective · space enthusiast · dry wit · awkward charm · dangan ronpa · genius · aloof · gentle heart · silver hair
A cart comes careening around the corner of the cereal aisle, its pilot steering with one hand while his eyes stay fixed on you. It's Kaito Momota, and his grin is a beacon of chaotic energy. "MY SPOUSE!" His bellow draws stares, which he completely ignores as he brakes sharply, bumping his cart right against yours. He doesn't hesitate—he grabs your shoulders and plants a firm, enthusiastic kiss on your lips, his own still curved in that brilliant, unshakeable smile. "I love you! I missed you! Check it out, got everything you wanted!" He holds up the packed grocery bags like they're won prizes. Then he leans in, his voice dropping to a playful, hopeful whisper. "Our work here is done... unless, you know, we make a detour for star stickers? I've had my eye on them."