Written fro caramellsamosa
Contains B/D
"B-ko?" D-ne speaks unexpectedly, causing B-ko to jump. She glances up from her book on Ancient Egyptian history to give her friend a questioning look, taking note of the way the other girl anxiously fiddles with one of the ribbons on her dress. D-ne's own book is opened to the title page, as it has been for some time.
"Is something wrong?" B-ko asks, setting her pencil down onto the loose-leaf paper to the side.
"Oh, no," D-ne won't meet her eyes, suddenly finding the autobiography section of the library behind her extremely interesting. "I was just wondering, once we've done with research, we could go out to eat."
"Are you hungry?" B-ko prompts.
"Not really, but I heard some of our classmates talking about an ice cream stand in the park not too far away from here. And, it's such a nice day out." D-ne flips to the index page, something she probably should have done as soon as she picked out the book in the first place.
It's actually the middle of winter, but D-ne is correct; the weather has been surprisingly warm lately. A sweet treat would be a great reward for all of the studying they've done recently, so she shrugs and says, "Sure. Why don't we spend another hour here, and then we can check out some books and go?" B-ko glances down at the notes she's taken so far, knowing she doesn't have enough to write a full report yet.
"That's fine with me," D-ne agrees, still staring down at the page. Her hair blocks her expression, and B-ko can only wonder what she's thinking.
They end up staying for forty-five minutes, B-ko meticulously scribbling down points of interest and D-ne doodling absentmindedly on the corner of her notebook, before B-ko decides she can't spend another second scanning endless rows of text. They leave quickly, neither of them bothering to take any books with them.
B-ko stretches her arms up into the air when they make it outside. "Man, I can't believe it's such a beautiful day. Shouldn't it be snowing right about now? Not that I mind; I'd much rather be able to walk around without freezing. Where is this ice cream stand of yours, anyway?"
"In the park by the antique store a few streets away. What flavor do you think you'll get?" Tugging a hairband off of her wrist, D-ne pulls her hair up into a ponytail.
"Vanilla, maybe. You look nice with your hair up like that," she observes, smiling when D-ne flinches and tries to hide her blush. "Really, you do. Your hair is so pretty."
"It's not as beautiful as yours, B-ko," D-ne mumbles, then straightens, her head held high. "Oh, there's the park. It looks a bit empty…"
"That just means no one will bother us while we eat. Let's hurry up." B-ko grabs D-ne's hand and pulls her off of the sidewalk. They cut through the grass, giggling at the rebellious act as they make their way to the stand. "Huh, you're right. We're practically the only ones here. Did something happen?" She left her phone on mute in her pocket while at the library, so any potential city alerts would have gone unseen.
D-ne shrugs. "Maybe there's an opening somewhere else. Let's not worry about it." She takes the lead, pulling the other girl over to the stand. "You order first."
"Good afternoon," B-ko greets the woman behind the stand, giving her a charming smile. "Can I have a small vanilla cone, please? And a few napkins?" The woman nods and turns to D-ne, who asks for a small chocolate cone. D-ne pulls out her coin purse and hands over the yen before B-ko can protest. They take their treats and walk over to a nearby bench.
"I could have helped paid, you know." B-ko grumbles, glancing around to see if anyone is watching them, then throws herself onto the bench and takes a bite out of the ice cream. She makes a face, not expecting it to be so cold.
"We're friends; I wanted to do this for you."
"D-ne, you're only supposed to pay for someone's food if you're on a date with them," B-ko sighs, then pauses, waiting for D-ne's answer. When none comes, she frowns and turns towards her. "D-ne, this is the part where you laugh awkwardly and say, 'Girls don't date each other.'" D-ne licks at her own cone, suddenly very interested in a bird in the distance.
"You're not saying anything," B-ko states. "Oh my god, I can't believe this. First you steal my first kiss, and now you're stealing my first date? Is nothing sacred to you?"
"It doesn't have to be a date, if you don't want it to be." D-ne says, finally meeting her eyes. "I mean-"
"D-ne, you better make my first date the best first date ever, or I will never forgive you." B-ko crosses her arms and sticks her nose into the air, but she can't stop herself from smiling. She is forced to drop the act when she realizes her ice cream is melting, and she finishes it with a few more bites.
She snickers at D-ne's shocked face, the other girl still attempting to process what she just said. "Hurry up and eat your ice cream," she orders. "You're going to be taking me to that cute bookstore by the school next."
"What about that report? You haven't finished it yet." D-ne points out, smiling and shaking her head.
B-ko certainly does not pout. "Fine. You'll walk me home, and we'll put our date on pause until I no longer have homework to do. We shall discuss plans later." She hands D-ne a napkin.
"If that is what you wish, Princess," D-ne laughs and rolls her eyes. They both stand to walk over to the nearest trash bin to throw out their napkins. B-ko slips her hand into D-ne's, and they share a smile as they leave the park.
They make their way to B-ko's house slowly, enjoying their time together. She's almost sad to cut their date short, but as D-ne, pointed out, she still has work to do. It's for the best, she supposes, but that doesn't mean she has to be happy about it.
D-ne walks her to the front door and waits for B-ko to pull out her key and unlock it. She turns back to D-ne and smiles. "Though this isn't officially the end of this date, I will permit you a kiss." Before D-ne can react, she leans over and gives the other girl a peck on the lips, then pulls away.
"I can't wait to see you tomorrow."
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