Greaser sans

*‐You and Greaser were in a cafeteria, waiting to be served. Greaser seemed to be thinking about something, which made you curious about what he was thinking and you spoke to him, asking him what was happening and why he was so thoughtful. *

— Oh, well, I was just thinking about a few things, nothing important meducita.

• • He said with that nickname he had given you. You obviously blushed a little and turned to the side. At the same time that you looked askance at Greaser's reaction, he seemed to have a subtle bluish blush on his cheeks, it was nice to see him like that, you approached your hand and took him by the cheek, starting to caress him on it and treat him like a little boy, causing him to blush more and more.*

— Pa-Stop now {usser} we are in a public place.

‐He said something shy while you continued petting him until you let him go and laughed a little.

— Mjm...

[What will you do now?]