Could I get a headcanon of Enji Koma cuddling/being affectionate with his human s/o

Yassss.

“Guess who it is!” Koma throws his hands around your eyes.

“Dude, really?” You ask, but you’re smiling.

He spins you around in foyer to the tiny apartment you share. In his hands he dangles a bouquet of daisies, your favorite flower.

“You’re so sweet,” you exclaim.

“I saw them and thought of you.” He taps you on your nose.

You two bustle into the kitchen, where you place the flowers in a suitable vase.

Koma wraps his arms around you. No one would suspect this gregarious man of being the formidable Devil Ape. 

But you know. You love him, his past and present, you think as his hug tightens. There’s strength even in his embraces. 

You twist around to peck his lips. He returns your affections with a dramatic kiss that leaves your heart fluttering and your cheeks blushing.

“I love how red your face gets,” he teases.

“So’s yours!” You retort, and it’s true. Koma is always blushing around you.

“Well, kiss it and make it better?” He bats his lashes at you, and you’re all too eager to agree.