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a sound of satisfaction emitted out of mitsuri, as she took another bite out of the cake. shinobu tried another one, the flavour felt amazing on her tastebuds, lemon was her favourite after all.
“this rum cake is really good!”
mitsuri stated, taking another bite. shinobu laughed and pulled the label towards her.
“it’s made out of real rum you know?”
mitsuri turned to her in surprise, shinobu laughed and moved her hair out her face, allowing her to eat her cake freely.
“maybe you should do lemon? feels more weddingy in my opinion.”
mitsuri thought for a second, then shook her head.
“obi doesn’t like lemon.”
“he’s just the groom, his vote doesn’t count.”
mitsuri stifled a laugh, just as she did a creak of the floorboard was heard outside the door. shinobu looked in that direction, to see giyuu standing there. shirtless. mitsuri nearly dropped her fork.
“well hello muscles...”
mitsuri said, taking another bite of the rum cake and eyeing him up and down. shinobu did the same, in confusion however.
“why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”
giyuu smiled, something he began doing after muzan was defeated.
“i was training with the other former hashira.”
giyuu stretched, groaning as he did. mitsuri looked in awe, as did shinobu. her eyes gazed over to the way his muscles flexed in the sunlight, the scars on his chest were in perfect condition, and she couldn’t help but keen, knowing it was thanks to her. he walked into the room, looking down at the table.
“what are you girls doing? cake testing?”
mitsuri nodded as he picked up the fork in the lemon cake. the exact one shinobu used.
“mhm! this rum one is really good! although there’s not much left...”
giyuu took a bite of the lemon cake and nodded.
“i love lemon. you should definitely do it, feels more weddingy.”
“but obi doesn’t like lemon!”
giyuu laughed and took another bite.
“he’s just the groom, his vote doesn’t count.”
shinobu stared at him, eyes widened and her mouth forming into a large grin.
“that’s exactly what i said..”
giyuu looked at her and smiled, making sure he didn’t break eye contact as he licked the remainder of the lemon cream off the fork.
“i should get going.. can i take some to go?”
“of course!”
he cut a piece of lemon cake and put it in a tissue, nodding at mitsuri and smiling.
“see you around, kocho.”
shinobu waved, grin still beaming.
“see you tomioka.”
he left the room, turning around and giving her one more smile. shinobu sighed, her eyes softening as she stared at the door, hearing his footsteps disappear as he walked further away. she pressed her lips together, feeling the warmth begin to spill on her face. the way she looked at her, arms flexed as he licked her fork. he did it so quickly, she never knew he was that skilled with his tongue...
she looked at mitsuri, who was smirking with her fork in her mouth, and now shinobu was as red as a tomato.
“shut up!”
“i didn’t say anything!”
“well shut your.. face!”
mitsuri giggled, taking another bite of the rum cake.
“who knew he was that buff?”
shinobu looked at her in shock.
“mitsuri kanroji, you are an engaged woman!”
“relax! there’s no harm looking at the menu if you’ll eat from home.”
shinobu shook her head, her mind once again lingering to tomioka’s bare torso. they looked so good in the sunlight, imagine how they would feel under her touch. mitsuri looked at shinobu’s face, recognising that look of love.
“seems like more than one wedding needs to happen.”
“wha- that’s it gimme the cake!”
“wait nooo!”
shinobu laughed as mitsuri looked at her with puppy eyes. she let go of the cake and sighed. she didn’t even understand the way she was feeling right now, her heart was still beating abnormally. she has the power to self diagnose- she is a doctor after all.
“someone’s in love.”
mitsuri hugged her, pulling her in and shinobu couldn’t even deny it.
“maybe i am.”
she said, quieter than a whisper, mitsuri raised a brow.
“what did you say?”
shinobu shrugged her shoulders, taking a bite of the lemon cake with her (his) fork.
“shino!! i didn’t hear.”
“too bad too sad.”
“shinooo!!!”
giyuu opened the door to his own house, walking towards his small dining area. he put the tissue on the table, sitting cross legged on the floor. his crow flew in through the open window, it’s food bowl was already on the table, as it helped itself to its own food.
giyuu opened the tissue, taking out a fork and taking a bite of the lemon cake. it was delicious, he had to admit. he felt an unknown warmth come to his face when he remembered the way kocho looked at him. he decided to take tengen’s flirting advice, not breaking eye contact with kocho as he ate from the fork she most definitely ate from.
her eyes said something he couldn’t comprehend, she looked somewhat confused, but also shocked. some could say she looked.. needy? his crow cawed at him, staring at him confusingly. giyuu cleared his throat, taking another bite.
he wondered if she tasted this sweet too.