29. Buried Treasure
Sailor Raspberry
317 Words
Mamoru pulled open the fridge, one hand in the pocket of his trousers, the other keeping the door open as the cool air breezed over his skin. He was hungry, and after the long, endless hours at the hospital, he figured he deserved a little treat before dinner.
Digging past the bag of salad clippings, the grape jelly, the leftover pizza from last weekend – he wrinkled his nose and made a mental note to throw that out later- past the apple juice, milk, and assortment of fruits and vegetables, he came upon something he hadn't even known to be in his presence.
The last cup of chocolate pudding.
Jackpot.
Mamoru grabbed at it viciously, as if it would disappear before his very eyes, and snuck a glance over at his wife, who was busy watching a movie on the couch.
Ripping off the lid, he grabbed a spoon from the dishwasher and began shoveling.
Not a minute had passed before he was snuggling back down beside Usagi, smiling.
"Find what you were looking for?" She asked simply, resting her head against his shoulder.
"Nope," his white lie slipped past his lips. "I'll just wait until dinner to eat."
She looked up at him, was going to kiss him, but a smudge of brown at the corner of his mouth stopped her.
Usagi sat up, leaning so close to him, she could see the stubble growing along his chin. "What is this?"
Mamoru froze as she touched a finger to his skin. "What?"
Her pupils dilated. "Mamo-chan," she gasped. "You didn't..."
He jerked away and fell back against the couch cushions. "Finders keepers!"
"My pudding cup!" She jumped on him. "That was mine!"
"Not anymore!" He laughed, manic, and patted his satiated tummy. "Oh, the bliss of golden pudding. What satisfaction it has given me!" He smacked his lips, taunting her, the gleam of discovery in his eye.