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random prompts:
“your hair is really soft”
“where did this come from?”
“I’ve never heard you laugh before”
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∽ ：akihona apple pie date °･＾
“hey, this thing’s pretty good. how’d you find this place?” he shoves the rest of the apple pie into his mouth.
“ah, just stumbled across it. pretty lucky, right?” she’s lying. she was first in line for their grand opening.
“real lucky. oh, look. you got some crumbs in your hair.” he points to a piece of apple pie filling that fell onto honami’s leave-out piece.
“oh! thank you, I didn’t notice..” she tries to get it out, but it’s stuck. it looks like she dyed a small part of the strand red. “oh no.. it won’t come out.”
“here, let me try,” he grabs a napkin off the table and holds her hair strand in place with his other hand. he wipes the filling off with the napkin and runs his fingers through afterwards to check for any leftover residue. “your hair is really soft.”
honami blushes. she’s a simple girl, really.
“ah! thank you very much.”
“it’s like, absurdly soft. did you put something special in it? like a leave-in or something?” akito is giving her his full attention. the softness of this girl’s hair is perplexing him, and he’s gonna figure out her secret if it’s the last thing he does.
“um, not that i recall. it’s always like that.” she answers. the way he’s staring at her is making her nervous, and she feels squeamish.
“no way in hell it’s naturally that soft. you just don’t wanna leak your secret to me.” he leans in and narrows his eyes.
“h-huh?! where did this come from..?!” she has no idea what he’s talking about and it’s really getting to her. “im really sorry, i don’t know how my hair gets like that. i promise im not lying to you!”
akito realizes that she’s getting anxious and leans back into his seat.
“im just messing with you. i know you’re telling the truth.”
she breathes a sigh of relief.
“sorry, im not good with things like that. especially not when you‘re the one doing it. you’re too intimidating and serious when telling jokes in that style, it’s worrying.” she speaks honestly, not really processing what she’s saying.
akito sits in a tiny bit of shock for a second before moving his hand to cover his mouth.
“huh? shinonome, are you okay?” she sounds pretty worried, but she won’t be for long.
after she finishes her sentence she hears a quiet giggle come from the big scary man sitting in front of her. her face contorts from worry to surprise.
“did i say something funny?” she’s surprised, but she can’t help the smile taking form on her lips.
again, akito lets out another laugh, this time followed by another. honami starts laughing too, but she doesn’t know why he’s laughing.
she laughs because she didn’t expect such a cute reaction from such an intimidating person.
he’s laughing because he can’t believe how cute she sounds when she’s worked up.
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after a few minutes, they’ve calmed down. still slightly surprised, honami speaks up.
“shinonome, i’ve never heard you laugh before. it’s not what i expected.” her smile at this moment could outshine millions of stars for generations to come.
“huh? what’s that supposed to mean?” his words are tough, but the look on his face isn’t. how could it be when he’s staring at the sun?
“ah, no! i mean, it’s nice. your laugh. it’s not what i expected your laugh to sound like, but it’s fitting,” she looks at her hands and fidgets with them. “just like you, you’d expect it to be rough and not too warm, but it’s the opposite. it’s sweet and homely.” she smiles sweetly while absolutely destroying the man in front of her.
an arrow is shot through akito’s heart following every word that leaves her lips. he covers his face with his hand again, but he’s not laughing this time. honami looks up and sees akito with his head down on the table. his hands are covering any visible parts of his face, but the tips of his ears are bright pink.
“you shouldn’t say things like that.” he barely manages to croak it out, leaving honami confused.
“ah— huh? shinonome, are you feeling alright? your ears are pretty red..” she gasps loudly. “oh no, did you catch a cold?! let me check your temperature..!”
she lifts his head up with one of her hands and presses the back of her other one onto his forehead.
“oh gosh, you’re burning up. we need to get you home quick. i’ll text ena and tell her to get some medicine ready for you—” honami’s worrying is interrupted by a small voice.
“stop. im not sick. just give me a minute and ill be fine.” his head is still hidden in his hands.
“shinonome, you’re burning! if you get sicker, you won’t be able to perform at your next event. you need to take care of yourself. i’ll go hurry and pay the bill, you stay here.” she rushes off to the front desk and leaves akito to wallow in his own infatuation.
“i guess it could be worse..”
he smiles to himself.
the cheeky bastard is getting a 3-hour girlfriend free trial.