Ah, lucky thirteen. Fun.
Disclaimed.
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Day 13: Eating ice cream
For once, it wasn't Kiku doing the begging.
"Lukas-kun, it's December."
"Your point being…?"
"We aren't eating ice cream in December! No one eats ice cream in December!"
"We'll be inside, kjære. It'll be fine. And you like ice cream!"
Kiku rolled his eyes. "Well, yes, but that's not the point! It's December, Ai!"
Lukas blinked innocently. "So you keep saying. I still don't see why it makes a difference."
"Ai…"
"Kjære…"
Kiku pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're impossible."
"And you're intolerable. It doesn't change anything." Lukas frowned. "And I still want ice cream."
"You're such a child." Kiku shook his head. "Fine, we can get ice cream. But you go out to the shop and get some."
Lukas smiled, kissing Kiku's forehead. "I'll be right back, then."
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True to his word, Lukas was right back. He brought two tubs of ice cream; vanilla for him and chocolate for Kiku. He also brought a knapsack full of movies and video games that he'd forgotten to bring in from the car after picking Kiku up from the airport.
"Ah, thank you, Ai." Kiku grabbed the ice cream and began rummaging through the movies. "Good selection here."
"I try." Lukas flopped down beside Kiku, pulling some cushions off the couch for them to settle on. "Now, what should we watch first?"
"I don't know." The Japanese curled up beside the Norwegian, grabbing a spoon and taking a bite of ice cream. "Mm. That's good." He pulled out a box. "Oh, Frozen? Really?"
"Shut up. Want some of my ice cream?"
Kiku shrugged. "Sure, why not?" He reached for the spoon. Lukas pulled it back.
"Ah ah ah, kjære. My ice cream, my rules." He poked the spoon teasingly against the other's lips. "Come on, open up."
"You really are such a child." Kiku opened his mouth and allowed the blond to feed him. "Mm. Arigato."
"You're welcome." Lukas smiled. "Want some more?"
"I can feed myself, you know."
"I know." He poked the spoon against Kiku's lips again.
"Oh for pity's sake." Kiku snatched the spoon from his hands and took the ice cream himself. "Mine now."
"Kjære, give me back my ice cream."
"Didn't you hear me? It's mine now." He smirked. "You can go get yourself some more, if it's that important to you."
"Or I could just do this." Lukas took Kiku's ice cream. "You know how it is; what's yours is mine."
"And what's yours is mine. What's mine is also mine, let's be honest, here." Kiku frowned. "And I think that's only true if we're married, anyway."
"True…" Lukas considered. "We could always make it true, though."
"We're not getting married, Lukas-kun." Kiku smirked at the blond's semi-disappointed sigh.
"Not yet, anyways."
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SHORT.
Anyways, that's it for today. I'm gonna go play video games in the basement.
Next up: Genderswapped. Hm, I wonder what Nyo!Norway's human name is…
See ya~!
-Bird