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At least once a month, Kokoro convinced Misaki to go on a giant shopping spree with her.
Of course Misaki agreed; even if it seemed somewhat extraneous, it made Kokoro happy (and it certainly wasn’t ever a burden on the blonde’s wallet, despite her being a total spendthrift).
She always offered to buy Misaki every single thing the brown haired girl even glanced at, or anything Kokoro believed would look cute on her girlfriend.
However, Misaki always declined; just watching Kokoro have such a fun time shopping was enough to keep her satisfied.
That is, until she notices another girl flirting with the blonde.
They had been in the massive shoe store for at least thirty minutes, with Kokoro wanting to try on every single pair of shoes. Eventually, Misaki began to feel a headache coming on, and at this point she was ready to go home.
However, for her girlfriend’s sake, she let Kokoro do her little runway strut with each pair of shoes and attempted to keep her attention despite her growing pain.
As Kokoro searched for her next pair to test out, another highschool-aged girl with dark blue hair approached the blonde. Misaki figured they were just chatting, presumably about the shoes, so she kept her distance (but remained wary.)
This didn’t last long, when Misaki noticed the stranger grab Kokoro’s hand and whisper something in her ear. Kokoro was oblivious as ever, but Misaki didn’t need to know what the newcomer was saying to realize she was definitely flirting.
Misaki stood up from the bench at this point, the girl had not noticed her yet so Misaki still kept her distance. She noticed Kokoro giggling nervously, and finally the blonde spoke up. “Well, miss, I’m not sure why you’d want a random girl like me to come get ice cream with you… but I suppose it couldn’t hurt! Let me just ask Mi-”
Kokoro was cut off when Misaki was suddenly behind her, prying the stranger’s hand off of Kokoro’s. “She will not be getting ice cream with you, but thanks for the offer.”
Kokoro went quiet, not used to seeing this aggressive side of Misaki.
“I think she’s able to decide for herself, no?” the stranger retorted sharply.
“Oh she can, but she’s too nice to tell you that you’re being a total creep, touching her without asking, so I’ve taken care of it. Have a nice day!” Misaki snapped back, pulling Kokoro under her arm as if to protect her from the stranger.
At that point, the stranger just angrily stomped away. Misaki took a deep breath, and turned Kokoro towards her. “Are you alright, Kokoro?”
Kokoro nodded, and giggled. “I didn’t know Misaki was such a jealous type.”
“I-I am not!” Misaki exclaimed, blushing. “I was trying to protect you, Kokoro. What if she tried to kidnap you or something?”
Kokoro giggled again. “Oh Misaki, I’m not that dumb, you know. She was obviously flirting with me.”
“I guess she was, and I guess I don’t like when other girls do that to you… “ Misaki’s face turned a deeper shade of red.
Kokoro grinned and wrapped her arms around Misaki’s waist. “Well, lucky for you, I only have eyes for my Misaki.”
Misaki rolled her eyes, but looked down and smiled at her girlfriend.
“Let’s go home now, I want some alone time with my misaki.” Kokoro whispered to Misaki.
Misaki smirked, surprised by Kokoro’s ability to lower her voice a decent amount. “Well, good, I want some alone time with my Kokoro.”