Sumia had always been good at baking. From pastries to pot pies, there were few times that she couldn't get a recipe to work. After a few sessions where she'd dragged Robin into the kitchen to taste test for her, and a botched batch of cookies later, she'd finally managed to perfect the pie that had given her so much trouble. Rhubarb. At last she'd wrestled the red stalks into a dessert that was edible. The sour tinge that had stuck through so many of the trials had been remedied by the addition of strawberries. Now the treat was a mix of tart and sweet that the mere presence of which would send Gaius running in a bee line whenever a fresh batch was made.
Satisfied with her work, Sumia decided that it was finally time to deliver the pie to its intended target. She blushed at the thought and tried to work past her embarrassment by furiously checking the dessert for any visible errors.
Chrom. The object of her affections, who so gloriously remained oblivious to every one of her attempts at growing closer. She didn't know if she wanted to laugh or cry, so she settled for sighing. She gave the pie on last glance, and plucked it from the table, ready to present it.
"You can do this." Sumia encouraged herself, and took care not to trip over her own feet as she walked into camp. She scanned the area around her, seeing nothing but the usual city of tents their company set up. However, she did remember that Robin had mentioned that there was a war council that day. And he had slipped her the tip right as she started baking.
Mentally thanking the tactician for the setup, she made her way to the center of camp, where the meeting was breaking most likely up. A large number of people were heading away from the main tent, confirming that the council had ended. Sumia took care to look over the faces that passed her, keeping an eye out for Chrom.
She turned on her heel, wondering if she'd walked past him, and took a step back, only to hear a small yelp of pain. Realizing she'd stepped on someone's foot, she whirled around to apologize, only to see that she was face to face with Chrom. Almost squeaking in surprise, a flood of apologies left her.
Chrom held up in hands, and an easy laugh fell from his lips. Sumia managed to smile at him, feeling a rush of excitement at seeing his easygoing face. The prince looked curiously at the pie in Sumia's hands. "We missed you at the meeting. Nothing too important, but it looks like you were busy too."
So that tactician had so kindly mentioned that there was a meeting today, but failed to include that she was expected to attend. Sumia could feel the heat in her cheeks and did her best to brush it off. She held the pie out, unable to look at Chrom directly. "It's for you. I'm sorry I missed the meeting. I'll, I'll go get a report of it from Robin!" All but shoving the dessert out of her hands and into his, she sprinted in the opposite direction, cursing herself for her escape as she did.
Chrom set the pie down on his table. The latticed crust showing the deep red filling. Slicing a wedge out, he took a bite. The balance of sweet and tart wasn't what he expected, given Sumia's usually sugary treats, but he found that he loved the flavor. Taking another bite, he realized that the filling was rhubarb, not one of his favorites. But Sumia had somehow managed to bake the stalk into something incredible. He'd have to thank her later.
AN: I've been trying to do Guest's request for Robin and Nah, but I don't particularly like her so the drafts always come out a bit negative for her. I'll keep working on it haha.
Anyways, thank you for reading and if you have a request for a pair or situation please feel free to leave me a message!