1. Fragrances
In the dark, Yuuko often smells of salt and sprinkles.
Her sweet tooth is unbearable, to Fei. Fei grew up with tartness and violence. With bullies and thin limbs. With whispers and shuffling past doorways. She was not like that. Yuuko wasn't either. She was poison and thornbeds and sharp edges.
Yet she tasted sweet like sprinkles and sugar cookies and ketchup. A taste that was only hers, uniquely and completely. It was indecent to do down below, but up here, in the light or the dark, it was prized and pointed, sweet and warm.
For now, Yuuko was hers.
A/N: Celebrating my current canon cute pair! They're a couple of dorks and I like them
Challenges: Diversity Writing G/G F7, Minific Masterclass Cyber Sleuth 2.
