This was the most I could post for Valentine's Day today, in the midst of like three to four other stories in progress or being made. Hope you enjoy, because this was made in a single evening with my brain at like 50% power knowing my next shift of work is literally tomorrow for me.
Also yes, it's based on that 'That's not white chocolate' clip that became a meme.
On a cloudy early-February day in Japan, as they were heading their way to her current between-tour accomodations, Athena was asked by Kensou to help him sort out his images and memories in his phone, for convenience's sake. It was already risky just to handle someone else's phone – and naturally, it was going to lead to something that stepped on boundaries.
In short, she made a bit of a mistake sniffing into her friend's browsing history.
She was surprised to see on the history, that PornHub was visited as freshly as yesterday. Considering the holiday leading up, and how curious he tended to be, even now, she probably could've suspected as much.
But one particular clip rung out in this rising time of flowers and chocolates. A certain sentence was going to potentially haunt her for the next week.
"'You're so disgusting – that's not white chocolate, that's your dick!'"
Volume low enough to avoid too much attention, but high enough to make out what she could hear, Athena made sure not to make it clear on her face or body language in front of people possibly walking past in the street, that she was stumbling upon some ~mature~ findings.
An oddly simply ploy, in the form of a certain appendage tipping through the hole of a heart-box, playing a game of deception, as a thimble of 'white chocolate'. And, of course, because it was porn, it naturally led to full fledged love-making.
This was the exact kind of stuff Athena barely ever wanted to catch herself looking at, let alone someone as close to her as Kensou, with as much of an embarrassing devotion to try and take things to the next level.
Emphasis on try.
When she finally met back up with Kensou, it looked suspect from the first glance – she saw him sitting on the ground right outside the door to the hotel, looking particularly nervous with what may come.
In his lap, was a heart-shaped box with almost the same sleek red surfacing and chocolate-fitting width-thinness as the box seen in that video.
She didn't want to make herself up as immediately nervous, though she hesitated to speak up even a single syllable.
"...Hey..."
"...hi?"
On the other hand, the prospective Kensou was absolutely having a full-body bone-shiver moment, as he almost forgot to respond when he looked up to her.
"What'cha got there...?" she asked, struggling slightly.
"Uhhh, a gift... I guess...?" Kensou shifted awkwardly on himself, not working out too well on the bumpy texture of the ground foundation. "I... don't know if I'm being too forward with just this."
"Trust me, it's not that I'm worried about..." Athena was standing before a risky decision – knowing what she knew about his recent history and his tendency to be inspired, she was face to face with inevitability.
As well as something else she almost forgot about as soon as she pondered deeply in her colorful, sparkly mind. "Oh, that's right!"
She never felt so forgetful – as she dug back into her person, tossing Kensou back a belonging. "Your phone! Oh gosh, how could I forget...?"
"Oh, yeah, right," stuttered back Kensou, catching his belonging back into his own hands. "...Sorry, I... I guess I wasn't thinking about it too much, either, huh?"
"Uh, yeah..." By this point, Athena was already getting tired to stalling things further...
"Uh, don't mind me, but... I'm... just gonna rip the band-aid off and get it over with~"
"With what—w-whoa!" Kensou was caught offguard by Athena suddenly reaching down and grabbing to open the heart-box.
To her shock, she wasn't met with a mushroom-tipped surprise – the only thing else that remained on his lap was what looked to be a little Valentine card, but she didn't pay as much attention to that as she did the box she then picked up off his lap, confirming that every little dot of chocolate in there was not looking out of place. There wasn't even a single actual white chocolate in there, once she finished scanning it.
"I-is something wrong?" Kensou now had more of a reason to wonder what was going on with the Psycho Soldier. "You didn't snoop around too much, did you?"
Lifting the chocolate box down from her face and taking a deep breath, Athena hesitantly responded.
"Kensou... have you heard of an 'incognito window'?"
He realized as soon as he heard the web terminology being used. "You looked."
She explained, "I had a feeling you probably were going to get a gift for me, so I did look – but I think I saw too much."
Athena now just wanted to shrivel up in her bed and leave it to just herself and her new box of chocolates.
"I'll let you look at what you want, but... please don't let me hold onto that for too long again. Respecting privacy's kind of a kryptonite to me."
She opted to let everything just slide past as a little bit of an awkward moment as she punched in her ticket and started to make her way back into her temporary apartment.
On the other hand, with the boy with the 'Dragon Spirit'...
"Uhhh... I'll just meet you inside, okay? I gotta go~!"
Overwhelmed by his nerves, he ultimately gave up and raced past Athena into the interior – and the card that remained by him had fallen onto the ground.
As soon as she grabbed and opened it, she expected simply a bit of a corny quote – that, she was more than capable of handling, since with all the fanmail, it wouldn't be the first time.
What it actually was, was the following line...:
'A Superstar Like You, Deserves A Special Microphone To ~Sing~ Into!'
And underneath that, on the right side of the card, was a hole cut out in the middle, wide enough to fit what she was worried about through it.
On further thought, Athena was not surprised he could simply not handle whatever he was trying to do to begin with – not even some of her most desperate fans had thought of that innuendo!
In hindsight, at least the 'white chocolate' trick would've been the slightest bit subtle.
...Happy Valentine's Day?
