As Uiui stepped into the apartment, she was met with the sound of Sumomone singing along to an electropop song she remembered being popular when they were still in high school, her voice carrying clearly all the way through the hallway.

 

Making her way through the apartment, Uiui stopped in the doorway to the kitchen.

As she had thought, Sumomone was there, working on something by the kitchen counter. She hadn’t expected the way she was dressed though.

 

“Why are you wearing an apron when you don’t know how to cook?”

Sumomone jumped, turning around with a smile that morphed into a pout as she registered her words. “Because I look cute in it, obviously.” She twirled a lock of hair around her finger, brushing the ruffles of the apron with her other hand.

She was right, she looked adorable in it.

“Besides,” Sumomone’s smile returned. “I’m not cooking, technically.”

She turned around to pick something off the counter, and when she turned around she held a margarita glass in each hand. She reached one arm out to hand Uiui one of them. “This is for you.”

 

Uiui looked down at the glass. It was a parfait, ice cream drizzled with sauce, fresh raspberries wedged between layers of ice cream and crumbled cookies. On top of it rested a waffle cookie in the shape of a heart.

It looked a bit of a mess, and the ice cream had already started melting, but she could feel her cheeks grow hot as she looked up at Sumomone. “You made this?”

“Well, I did buy the cookie already like that, but yes.”

Uiui accepted the glass, staring down into it, a small smile playing on her lips. Sumomone didn’t really enjoy spending time in the kitchen, so the fact that she had made her something like this, something that had no doubt taken time made her entire chest fill with warmth.

She raised the spoon to her lips, letting the ice cream melt on her tongue. The slight tartness of the sauce mixed with the sweetness of the ice cream, making her let out a sigh of happiness.

It tasted amazing.

 

When she told her as much, Sumomone’s smile made her entire face glow. The sweetness in her voice rivalled that of the taste of the parfait, making Uiui’s smile grow in size.

“I’d say ‘any time’, but we’re busy all the time, but… I look forward to making it for you again.”

Uiui was sure she was going to enjoy the next one just as much.

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