Yuuta didn't expect Mizuki-san to be serious about the strawberry crepes.
Also, it was rare that Mizuki actually approached the counter himself to order the food. Most of the time, he would ask a junior from the tennis club or Akazawa to do it for him. Maybe it was because of Christmas? Yuuta supposed, to Mizuki-san, Christmas was a time for sharing and giving? He wasn't too sure.
The younger boy wondered when they would start with the shopping though.
Meanwhile, Mizuki ambled down the cluster of tables with a small paper bag. The crepe smelt lovely, he should have gotten one for himself as well, but had decided not to in the end. Instead, he had bought a warm cup of coffee, topped with a dab of cream. The caffeine would make him more energized.
As Mizuki reached their table, he placed the paper bag in front of Yuuta's eyes and swung it lightly, to and fro. It was hypnotizing. Yuuta nodded shortly to express his thanks as he extended a hand out to receive the long-awaited crepe.
Teasingly, Mizuki moved the bag away from Yuuta's reach and positioned himself comfortably in his own seat.
"I'm not going to let you get this so easily, Yuuta-kun" The older boy said, winking as Yuuta gave a small pout and sighed.
Yuuta hung his head down; Mizuki-san sure liked to bully him (…not that he minded).
Sometimes, Mizuki wished Yuuta didn't have those cute little pouts and innocent silver eyes. They captivated him somehow.
The dark-haired boy considered for a moment, thinking dirty little thoughts.
"I'll give it to you if… you… walk me back to my room today."
That doesn't seem too difficult… The brunette placed a hand on the table and laid his head on it, pretending to think really hard. At long last, he sighed faintly and nodded.
Mizuki smiled, satisfied and reached a hand out to grab Yuuta's. Yuuta's first reaction was to widen his eyes as he glanced at Mizuki's grinning face.
The boy touched Yuuta's rough palm with his slender fingers and stroked it steadily, eyes transfixed on Yuuta's.
"You've been training hard… Here's your reward then…" Mizuki gave Yuuta one last soft pat on his palm and then placed the bag into his open hands.
Yuuta accepted the paper bag and opened it. The smell was stronger now and Mizuki closed his eyes to savor the wonderful aroma of his coffee, the smell mingling together with that of Yuuta's strawberry crepe.
Nothing could beat Yumiko-neechan's homemade food. That was what Yuuta felt. But he appreciated Mizuki-san's treat. The older boy seemed nicer than usual today, and less demanding or scheming.
One bite, two bites, three bites.
One sip, two sips, three sips.
One, two, three and many seconds of silence loomed over the two.
Mizuki felt as though precious time with Yuuta was being wasted.
In the meantime, Yuuta was enjoying the sweetness, the sugary blend of the cream and strawberry all wrapped up together with a thin crispy layer and, Mizuki's rare benevolence.
It wasn't that Mizuki was mean to him or anything. He had never really blamed him for teaching him the Twist Spin Shot as well. But usually Mizuki was harsh in his judgment of others.
"Mizuki-san, would you like some of this?" Yuuta offered, pointing at the crepe in his left hand with a finger.
Sometimes, Mizuki wished that Yuuta wasn't so nice to him. It made him guilty, a little.
"Thank you, but no. You should keep it for yourself." The crepe wasn't the biggest that Mizuki had seen.
Just when Mizuki decided to start repenting on the things he had done to Yuuta, he noticed a bit of pink substance by the boy's mouth and began to lick his own lips.
Reaching for a handkerchief (with purple and pink stripes) from his pocket, the boy smirked and shifted forwards to wipe the cream off. Mizuki took pleasure in observing the other boy's cheek turn from the normal beige color to a faint pink then to crimson red.
Mizuki continued to indulge in his contentment when he felt a cold stare hit him.
"Isn't that Yuuta… and Mizuki-kun!" a female voice struck and that further interrupted Mizuki's train of thoughts and actions.
Two figures swiftly approached their table.
Mizuki flushed bright red at the sight of Fuji Yumiko. The lady had beautiful silver eyes like Yuuta's.
It felt very strange to be around Yuuta's older sister. He couldn't explain why it was strange, but he felt like he was meeting Yuuta's family members one by one. It was like they were dating and he had to meet the other party's family or something like that.
"Anou… Waiter-san, thank you, but I think Yuuta can manage himself." Mizuki's deep blue eyes met with a pair of clear blue eyes.
Fuji Syusuke.
The blue-eyed boy pushed Mizuki's hand away and clung onto Yuuta's arm.
Before Mizuki could try to introduce himself ALL OVER AGAIN to Fuji Syusuke, Yumiko clapped both hands together.
"Are you two on a… date?" She grinned cheekily.
"Nee-san, that's impossible. How could Yuuta go on a date with the waiter?"
"I'm not a waiter. I'm Yuuta's senior. I'm called Mizuki, Mizuki Hajime."
"Oh? Miyuki is such a sweet name."
"I'm MIZUKI."
"Chotto, Mizuki-san… Aniki…"
"Look, Yuuta. They're having such fun, aren't they?
"I'm not too sure, neechan…"
Yuuta wished they had just headed straight for the departmental stores.
A/N: I had the writer's block for a while... Sorry that this came so late... And they haven't even started with shopping! thwacks self Thanks for everyone's reviews..Special thanks to Hakudoshi-chanfor suggesting some ideas.. Thank you! I hope you guys will enjoy this chapter as well! Anymore suggestions of what/where they are gonna shop for/at are most welcomed too!