5 – Small Moments

Serena flicked through the foreign cartoons, resisting the urge to reach for the horror films (which she liked) and the anime (which she was picky with at best) in favor of being the good host and letting Kanade pick what she liked while she finished making dinner. It wasn't as good as it could have been, but apparently, her sister had not been grocery shopping in a few days.

(Also romantic dinners were not her forte. She could not stand heavy food.)

"You almost done?" Kanade chirped. "I found a set of American comedians."

Oh god, American comedy. "My one weakness," Serena replied, trying to keep her voice as deadpan as possible.

Kanade laughed at her voice, or the way it sounded. "Are you saying it's not?"

"I'm not saying anything at all."

Kanade only tittered again, a nice normal sound that made Serena's heart itch. Sh gathered the basic meal and went to sit down beside her and the fudge, which to her surprise had barely been touched.

"Maria-nee-san said you loved chocolate," she said after a moment. The fudge smelled good, so why wouldn't someone, especially someone who had submit themselves to actually making the stuff. Why wouldn't she eat them?

Kanade, to her surprise, actually flushed a bit when she asked. "Tsubasa used to hit me on the hand every time I would touch the bowl when I started making it to sneak a taste. Force of habit at this point."

That... sounded exactly like Tsubasa. "How mean," she declared. Kanade laughed freely.

"Don't want to spoil your appetite, do you?" She joked and her eyebrows knotted together in a face that looked more like Maria than anything. Serena couldn't help but snort, sitting down beside her and putting the food nearby.

"They'd both say it just like that too," Serena agreed. "So." She cocked her head to the side. "Comedy?"

Kanade smiled a mile wide. "Comedy."

At some point, the two of them had found themselves with Serena half-splayed across the left side of Kanade's chest and Kanade's arm wrapped loosely over both her shoulders.. Serena's chest hurt from laughter and from containing embarrassing noises. It wasn't like Kanade-san meant anything by it. Probably.

Said redhead was grinning so hard it hurt. "This guy is great," she muttered, wiping her eyes. "Almost makes me care about American politics."

He was good, Serena couldn't deny. However, she was frequently getting distracted by how comfortable she was. It wasn't like she had known Kanade for long and this amount of closeness was distinctly uncommon.

"Do you... do this often?" She finally asked when the comedian went off the stage on-screen. What 'this' was Serena couldn't even begin to explain. Friendly comedy watching? Close affection in someone else's house? A date? What?

"Hang out with friends? Yeah." Kanade looked down at her. "There are usually more of us though." She sighed. "Guess that's what I get for being free with exams."

Then, almost unnaturally, the redhead started to grin. "I have an idea."

Serena suddenly felt a terrible amount of dread in her stomach.