The water in the vase almost flowed over as Sumomone walked from the sink to the living room window. She’d filled it up too much and it was hard to keep from spilling no matter how carefully she walked. The evening sunlight would make the flowers absorb it in no time anyway, she was sure. They’d last longer when they didn’t have the time to fill the vase up every day.

The large bouquet had been a moving-in gift from Uiui’s mum, sent to them via flower delivery. Uiui had told her flower language wasn’t as commonly used in her home country, so she shouldn’t pay too close attention to their meaning, her mother had only gone based off of what she thought was pretty. Sumomone had been a bit confused by the white camellias among all the pink roses and blue forget-me-nots. She was neither pure nor in mourning.

She made her way to the couch, where Uiui had just sat down with the instant noodles they’d saved for the date in her hands. It wasn’t very fancy, and maybe not quite what the original tradition had been, but Rararin had bought them for them, so it was close enough.

She dropped herself into Uiui’s lap, ignoring the plastic cups in Uiui’s hands to pepper her face with kisses, leaving bright pink lipstick stains all over her cheeks and forehead.

Uiui put down one of the cups to pinch her in the side.

Sumomone let out a small yelp.

“Ow, hey! No bullying!”

“You almost made me spill on the couch, I’m entitled to a little bullying.”

Sumomone pouted, her hands on either side of Uiui’s face. She glanced at their brand-new couch, then back at Uiui. “Only if I get to stay ri~ght here while we eat.”

“As long as you don’t spill.”

Sumomone giggled, failing to feign even an ounce of indignance, try as she might. “I won’t, I won’t! Geez.”

Uiui handed her the cup still in her hand, Sumomone letting her hands give Uiui’s cheeks a light squeeze before letting go. She was cute with the duck-lips squishing her face gave her.

It was a bit awkward of a position to eat the soba in, but she was very happy to stay there. Usually she disliked free-time, preferring to stay busy, but they’d spent all day unpacking everything and she was tired. It was nice to wind down together with Uiui.

They’d shared apartments with Rararin for so many years, it felt special to finally live alone, just the two of them.

And since they didn’t have to be anywhere until the next morning, she was sure they’d even have time to break in the new bed.

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