Word Count: 221
H is for Hum
"In 1889, the first European style constitution was applied to Japanese government, developing the country's first baby love. My baby love. I need you, oh how I need--"
Souske looked up from his history textbook. Kaname was a few feet away in her kitchen preparing dinner. (She still wasn't satisfied with his eating habits.) For some reason, she was humming an old American pop tune, and it was breaking his concentration.
Determined not to let trivial things interfere with his assignment, he tried going back to studying, but kept reading strange phrases like, "Due to lack of break my heart and leave me sad" and, "Political parties acted more as advisors to make you stay away so long, 'cause baby love". It was getting a little infuriating.
But every time he went to ask her to stop, he couldn't. Instead he'd end up watching her fuss about the stove, a pleased smile on her face as she subconsciously swayed to the rhythm. It made her seem content. And in a way, that made him feel the same.
"Dinner's almost ready! Are you done studying?"
"Almost," he lied.
"Well you can finish after. Can you set the table please?"
"Right away."
She was still humming as he arranged the silverware. Then softly, and deliberately lower than her voice, he hummed along.
-owari
Authoress Notes
I was writing this drabble in my head at work all day today. "Baby Love" (Diana Ross version) popped into my head as the song for Kaname to hum, and it just stuck. Maybe there are more appropriate songs for this couple, but that was just catchy tune that got into my head, hence it was chosen.
The original last line of this drabble, which I added after the last line you see now (before being deleted for word-count purposes), was a line out of the song that my sappy side liked:
"...All of my whole like through, I never loved no one but you..."
I mention it here just for you fellow-saps. Sorry it couldn't make the cut though. Thanks for reading!