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Himiko's ears perked up as she heard the door swing open. She put down her cup of yogurt, quickly turning around due to the sound of loud speedy footsteps approaching her. She held her hands up and said, "I have no money on me I promise-" Immediately getting a giggle as a response. She opened her eyes to the sight of her purple-haired dumbass of a boyfriend grinning in her face.
"Wow Himiko and to think I left you alone in this house thinking you could take care of yourself.." She turned red and looked him straight in the eyes with an annoyed pout.
"Nyeh? K-Kokichi why couldn't you have ringed the bell like a normal person..?" He took the pout as a chance to get a quick kiss out of her, which resulted in her just staring at him with her mouth agape.
"If it meant that I wouldn't get these cute reactions from you, then no, I wouldn't." Kokichi's face turned from a display of absolute smugness into one of realization.
"Ah! I got something when I went out to meet Yuki!" He took out something from the creme coloured bag which when she had this "something" shoved in her face, she realized it was.. Pocky?
"You got Pocky? What for? I know full well that you'll end up throwing them in the trash after licking the chocolate so-" She was interrupted by the annoyingly loud sound of cardboard being ripped. She saw him pull out a biscuit stick covered in chocolate, or in simple words, a Pocky.
"Nuh-uh, not this time Himiko~" She then saw him doing the bizarre activity of.. counting the Pocky? He pulled out each stick while saying their numbers and finally when the box was emptied, he had ended with 20. One more than the usual 19 but maybe that was just pure luck on his side.
"19.. 20! Well then, that's perfect." He pulled out a stool and sat down where she was, casually putting just the tiniest bit of the Pocky in his mouth, basically balancing it with this mouth.
"H-Huh-?" Himiko was absolutely confused. She rarely saw him eat biscuits of any kind, mainly because whenever he was sick and she (painstakingly) took care of him, he despised eating them. Even more when he wasn't sick. So what was he playing at?
"Hgh-" He quickly pulled out the pocky and pulled his stool closer to hers. "You're supposed to eat the other end with me Himi~" Her entire being, after being humiliated once, reddened again as she simply looked away. However, he wasn't letting that happen.
"Well.. If you're not going to eat the one I showed you so elegantly," he said in a sarcastic tone, "might as well make you the one who holds the pocky." He put the Pocky into her mouth which she simply complied with, but not letting him off without any scolding for how silly he was being. She held the Pocky in between her lips with a pout, which she found was really difficult, so she pushed a bit of it back into her mouth so she had more stability over it.
"Hey! You're not supposed to eat it without me Himi!" He put up a mock pout similar to hers and slowly came towards her.
"Guess I'll have to stop you before you eat it all up~" He bit the chocolate covered end and slowly ate little by little. Himiko was complacent but she was struggling to hold her composure for long. She felt like bursting, he was going way too slow. By the time where he reached half way, she realized what he was trying to do. She thought this was something he just wanted to do so he could tease her into madness for the nth time but she remembered a plot of one of Tsumugi's beloved fanfictions. A kiss by Pocky. A very weird title but she wasn't going to judge Tsumugi right now.
She heard the crunch and his mouth was so close. He realized he had taken a huge bite and got through more than 1/2 of the Pocky. And as Himiko had established earlier, he already finished the half way point. So-
Her heart skipped a beat as she felt lips placed on hers. His hands went straight to her cheeks and the chocolate from his side started to invade her mouth, along with his tongue. She didn't know what the hell they were doing but she played along, swallowing little by little each time he pulled his lips off of hers to breathe.
She felt as if though the chocolate had been cleaned off of her mouth but that didn't change the fact that her brain was still processing most of what just happened. She looked in front of her, seeing Kokichi lick his lips temptingly slow.
"Well, that's one.." One? of what? He had taken the rest of the Pocky on the table into his hands and separated one into his free hand.
"19 more to go." Her mouth just fell agape and that was the perfect time for him to sneak another one of the biscuit sticks in. She realized he was entirely serious about doing all 19 but what she was worried about wasn't the stomach ache that would come after all of this. It was whether or not she'd be alive or dead of pure flusteredness.