"Stop trying to cheer me up," Agnès said, unflinchingly accepting Edea's affectionate cuddles.

"Please forgive me?" Edea crooned, trying to catch Agnes' gaze.

"I am absolutely inconsolable."

"I'm really sorry," Edea nuzzled the vestal's shoulder. "I thought it was mine."

Agnès did not even open her eyes. "If you knew how to organize, you would have been able to tell which one was yours."

"I do too know how to organize," Edea flopped on Agnès' lap, mirroring the other's pout. Agnès opened a single eye to look at her. "I put everything in a pile, and then I know exactly where it is. In the pile."

Agnès huffed lightly, but no smile appeared on her face. Edea sat up and pressed her lips to Agnès' jawline, hoping to get a reaction, but the brunette was stoic as ever.

Edea moved around, as if searching for the magic spot to kiss. Agnès had to admit she was a little adorable like that. Especially when she stopped actually kissing and started pecking the skin with little squeaking noises from her pursed lips.

Agnès laughed, and in that moment, Edea tackled her to the bed.

"I'll buy you another," the Eternian said, hugging Agnès close.

"You don't need to," Agnès hugged her back. "I appreciate it, but I really meant it - you don't need to cheer me up."

Edea wriggled against Agnès' body. Oh, that felt…better than it ought to, really. "What if I want to buy you a pineapple bun? Just because? Would you stop me?"

Agnès reached for Edea's face, but she was wriggling around too much. Of all the times to be so playful… "As long as you don't put it in a pile."

"What about a pile of pineapple buns?"

"Edea," Agnès said, her tone suddenly dropping. "I would like a real kiss, please."

"Oh," was the last thing Edea said for a while.