A/N: Yay, really quick Harley/Solidad drabble. I think the pairing's called KantoContestshipping?
And yeah, I stole the title from the song Baby Its Cold Outside 3
I don't own Pokemon!
Enjoy.
Harley sighed angrily as he pulled the tray out of the oven.
"God, I hate May so much!" he exclaimed, shoving the freshly baked cookies on the bench, where a young woman with long orange-red hair watched, slightly amused.
"How can she not appreciate the greatness of my cookies?" Harley looked at his friend, his violet eyes actually looking hurt.
"She did say that they weren't half bad, you know," Solidad said.
"Oh, so now you're on her side?"
"What? Nah, I reckon your cookies are amazingly delicious."
"Thanks, hun," Harley replied, beaming at her. He plucked one off the tray, and held it out to her. "Have one."
Solidad wasn't listening. "I know something that tastes even better, though," she said, grinning, and leaned forward to press her lips against his, exploring his mouth with her tongue, savouring the sweetness. She hooked her arms around his neck, entwining her fingers in his soft, silky locks.
When she pulled back, Harley seemed, for the first time since she'd met him, at a loss for words.
"I might have to admit that you're right, hun," Harley said finally.
"You actually think there's something better tasting than your cookies?" Solidad asked, her eyebrows raised.
"Mm-hm. But she still has to eat the cookie anyway."
Still smiling, Solidad took the cookie from his hand.
"I love you, Harley, you know that?"
"Of course, sweetheart. I love you too."
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