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Homura opened the door to her apartment and was met with its familiar black walls. She removed her heels and walked into the living room… Madoka wasn’t home yet. She ran over to the white blob on her couch. “Kyubeyyyyy I miss my wifeeeeee!” Her cat stretched and looked up at her with his typical vacant stare. “I miss her so much… But she’ll be home in like… two hours… I don’t want to wait that longggg…” She scratched his chin while pondering what to change into. Purr-purr purr-purr. She looked over to the rest of the couch and saw one of Madoka’s oversized hoodies that she wore around the house and she had a thought.
She grabbed it and ran to their room and started to rummage through her clothes before too long she’d produced an outfit that was only benefitted by the huge hoodie. She finally took off her suit and swapped over to a comfortable pair of shorts with a tanktop. She did keep the tights that she wore to work on though and then she threw on Madoka’s hoodie over all of it… it went down to her knees and it smelled like her… it would be a suitable substitute for now. Homura made her way back to the couch and Kyubey. She lied down next to Kyubey and started to do her favorite thing with him, annoy him. She scratched his side, his head, his nose, his chin. It was a perfect detox from the draining workday.
After annoying her cat for a few minutes she moved to the middle of the couch. She pulled out her phone and scrolled for a bit before seeing a cooking video… she had to get dinner ready. She got up and went for the fridge. “Do we even have much right now?” She muttered as she opened the fridge to see it was mostly barren. “Hmm… few days old rice… no… sprouts… onion… no other vegetables… so we can’t do much on that front…” She switched from the barren fridge to the equally barren freezer. “Oven ready chicken breast… when did we buy that again? …dosen’t matter don’t want it… hmm… peas… we need to get groceries…” She closed the freezer, defeated. “But I need to get this ready, Madoka will be hungry when she gets home…” Homura looked back over at the couch. It looked so comfortable and she’d have phone and tv right there, unlike the kitchen where she’d have water and knife and no phone… She deliberated for a few minutes before deciding that she was too lazy to prepare dinner and went back to the couch to rest.
“Homs~ I’m home~!” Madoka’s voice came from the entryway. Homura bolted up and ran to greet her in the entryway.
“Madoka!” She ran up and hugged her. “I’m so glad you’re back!”
“I know! I missed you so much!” She returned the hug. Homura felt her shoulders droop.
“Is everything okay?” She pulled herself off of Madoka but held onto her forearms.
“Yeah, just a long and hard day is all…”
“Do you think I can help make your long and hard day better?”
“Sure~” Homura had to hold herself higher on her feet to kiss Madoka as she had heels on. They stood there for a while in the same old position that they’d done for years. And even after all this time it was still magical to Homura, and she hoped that it still felt magical for Madoka as well. Even after standing in the same position for what must’ve been minutes she didn’t want to pull away and apparently neither did Madoka, so they stood for longer… and longer… it was happening again.
The eternal kiss was finally broken by Madoka laughing, she pulled away from Homura. “Okay. I think that was long enough.” She continued to giggle. “I need to get out of these heels.” Homura pouted as Madoka removed her heels. They started to move to the living room. “So what did you prepare for dinner?”
“Uhh… I was kinda tired when I got home so I… didn’t really prepare anything…” Homura said in almost a whisper. “We also need to get groceries soon…” She added.
The both of them collapsed onto the couch. “Oh right… We should do that tomorrow because we’re both off work.” Madoka sighed.
“But we’re still both hungry… So we should eat something…” Homura posited, lightly implying something.
“We should just get take out and I need to get out of this stupid suit and pencil skirt!” Madoka got up to change as Homura opened up a delivery app on her phone and started to scroll. McDonalds… oooh sushi… but that might take a while to get here… There’s so much fast food, but I don’t want fast food… but what if Madoka wants fast food… “Hey babe, have you picked a place out?” Madoka reentered the living room wearing baggy shorts and a large black and purple hoodie.
Homura shook her head. “It’s just a lot of fast food and I don;t know if you want that right now…”
“God no, I ate reheated food for lunch and I don’t want to eat it for dinner as well.” The two of them started thinking… After a few moments Madoka spoke up. “Is that chinese place on there? What was it called… Bing Bong… Whatever?”
“Ban Ban Zai. And yeah it’s on here.” Homura looked up to Madoka from the couch. “Do you want to get from there?”
“Yes.” Homura could see Madoka start to salivate. “I mean, if we get this we could have dinner for the next few days…” Madoka had that glimmer in her eyes that Homura loved so much.
“So, what do you think you want?”
Homura and Madoka cuddled on the couch watching a movie together. “Food was just dropped off…” Homura looked up to Madoka who had her in a headlock. “Madoka, could you please let go of me?” She tried to put on her best puppydog eyes.
“Mmmmmmm… Fine.” Madoka let go of Homura's neck and she made her way to the door. She opened it and grabbed the two bags and checked the receipt tapped to it to make sure their order was correct.
Kaname Homura
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Dumplings x16
- Pork
Kung Pow Chicken x1
- NO Cucumbers
Ma Po Tofu x1
Fried Rice L x2
“They got our order right!” Homura called to Madoka.
“Nice! Now get it over here I’m hungryyyyy!” Madoka made grabby hands over in Homura’s direction.
She made her way back to the couch and sat down, placing the bags on the floor. “So, I think this bag is the dumplings because it’s smaller and the other bag should have…” Homura reached in and handed Madoka her- “Kung Pow Chicken and my Tofu.”
Madoka reached into the bag and grabbed one of the takeaway containers of fried rice, opened it and put it on the table with the dumplings. Both her and Homura broke their chopsticks and grabbed a dumpling. “Mmm, I know we have veggie stuff a lot but pork was such a good choice.” Homura nodded, she liked all the vegetables that they’d have but having a better source of necessary vitamins and minerals was good.
“We should get chinese food more often…” She pondered out loud.
“You’re so right…” The two of them continued to eat for a few minutes, dipping and eating the dumplings for a while. “Do you know what else we should do tomorrow before or after we go grocery shopping?”
“What?” Homura readjusted her glasses as they got fogged up by the heat from the interior of the dumplings.
“We should rope Sayaka and Kyoko to go to Mami’s bakery…” Madoka finished off her current dumpling. “When I tell you I was considering killing someone for one of her cupcakes, I’m not joking.”
“I don’t blame you, her cakes are always so good!” Homura popped her dumpling into her mouth. “And I don’t think Sayaka or Kyoko would mind either.”
“I’ll message the group chat later to see when they’re free, but for now all I want to do is continue eating this food.”