Strawberry Cake (Arthur, Gilgamesh, Hakuno)
There was a certain level of comfort in this relationship that Arthur enjoyed.
For him, any moment with Hakuno Kishinami was an absolute blessing and a joy to behold. Her smile could light up a room. Her patience could quell the darkest of thoughts as they creeped in during the stormiest of nights. He was gifted her small, shy little kisses and blushes here and there during their dates.
That sweet voice could carry his dreams at night to far off places. He loved to think about how she acted after she closed the door to her little studio after they had their dates. Did she do a small little dance from their time together? Did she smile to herself and prance to her bedroom? How long did he linger there, in her mind’s eye, his kisses to her hand remaining for as long as possible.
He’d caught her once, just through her living room window, cheering away in her small space. He’d never told her, but he had loved the way she had hugged his hoodie to herself and happily spun around. It was not in his mind every time they said goodnight.
His comforts ended with Gilgamesh.
Haughty, arrogant, dressed to the nines in formal attire found only in the gaudiest corners of the highest ends of stores; the man had shadowed their little quaint relationship about two months ago. He stood over them both, a giant and a beast of a man, and left Arthur constantly questioning how the man had wormed his way into this relationship.
He had though, if his arm around Hakuno and his phone in front of her now was anything to judge.
The date today was their Friday afternoon favorite: the coffee shop.
The coffees had come first, joined soon enough by the three layer tray set up of sandwiches, scones, and assorted chocolates. The three of them had chosen a corner booth, best for being able to enjoy the room and sit beside one another, but Gilgamesh had taken advantage of the moment, closing the distance between Hakuno and himself.
Hakuno ate at her little chocolate cream, reviewing his phone’s screen.
“You need to grail your Voyager.”
The girl nodded. “You have one of each class and your best support is Skathi. You should grail Voyager.”
The blond raised a brow at her. “Are you saying this because you just feel bad for him or because you genuinely think that he’s a worthwhile candidate for receiving my blessing and grails?”
The man smirked, his face closer than ever to Hakuno’s own.
“I’m going to go get another latte and some more sandwiches,” Arthur told them both, interrupting the conversation and the mood before it could progress to something more intimate. He could see them separating, but it was pointless now.
His head was aching, his chest felt heavy; all he could do was stand up now and head towards the counter in the shop.
Arthur didn’t bother to pay much mind to anything. His gaze went to the board of treats ahead of him. The deep blue sign with its gold lettering and appetizing images was doing nothing to encourage him. Sandwiches had already been eaten before. The collection felt small. Chocolates sounded a bit too sweet. Drinks… well, he wasn’t even sure.
Food and drink would help though. He knew he wanted them.
“He wants the vanilla bean latte and strawberry cake,” an all too recent voice drawled. At the sound of it, a shiver coursed up his spine. His hair stood at attention and his hoodie became too cold.
“I would actually like an extra large espresso and the chocolate coffee beans,” he told the barista, ignoring the snort from nearby.
“You hate bitterness,” Gilgamesh argued.
“I am finding myself more drawn to the less sweet things around me now. Sweetness is a bit… much.”
Their golden haired companion didn’t seem to feel like commenting on that, or perhaps he didn’t understand that he had no desire to see Hakuno being pulled in and cajoled by some leopard-print sporting hooligan. He wasn’t sure what the man was thinking.
Still, whatever he was thinking wasn’t making him leave.
“They allow one to have a sense of taste afterwards.”
“It allows the cake to be acceptable.”
“I’m not even having cake.”
Another arched brow, that all too focused red gaze leaving him to make eye contact for a moment before he was turning away. He leaned against the counter of the place, waiting.
He didn’t dare speak to the man.They could finish the date and then he would go home. He had work he needed to get done anyway. Gawain and Kay needed him later.
“Espresso and coffee beans,” the barista declared, setting his things down for him.
He picked both items up, heading back to the table and sitting beside Hakuno again. The moment the espresso hit his lips, he was cringing, his shoulders scrunching a bit as he forced it down.
If the taste wasn’t bad, the jolt of revolting bitterness echoing back up through him was.
She lay her hand on his arm, leaning in close now. Hakuno’s honey brown gaze looked up to him, dimmed from how it had been before.
“You’ve been quiet. Did something happen at work?”
“I’m fine, Hakuno. Just tired.”
“Do you want to cancel me coming over? If you’re tired, I can come to your home another time and you can rest up for this weekend.”
With Gilgamesh around, he’d nearly forgotten. Hakuno was squirming a little, her frown leaving him to set the foul drink down and shake his head.
“I really want you to visit this weekend. Kay and the guys are looking forward to stopping by for a bonfire and everything. I’m sure I just need some coffee to wake up.” He moved to grab his drink, but there was a hand taking it, leaving a large latte in its wake. Their third was back, drinking the espresso like it was nothing more than water and swapping his beans for the cake he’d ordered.
Hakuno eyed the strawberry dessert with great interest, leaving him to sigh.
“I told you the espresso and beans were fine, Gilgamesh.”
Gilgamesh had his phone back out, tapping at the screen with absolutely no regard to his words whatsoever. Meanwhile, Hakuno was picking up the fork, beginning to get a bite of the cake and hold it up for him.
At his silence, she smiled sheepishly.
“Sugar can wake you up too. Plus it tastes better. Here, I’ll feed you.”
There was no telling her no when the food was almost to his mouth. He could taste the strawberry well enough, his eyes going to Gilgamesh as he found himself quietly eating the bite. He didn’t have to look so smug about this. He was humoring his girlfriend right now.
Arthur turned his attention back to Hakuno, watching her fork another bite of cake for him and praise how sweet it was. He waited, watching her begin to eat the cake and leaning forward, pressing his lips to hers. The taste of strawberry met his lips once more, his girl’s eyes opening wide a moment before he felt her hands gripping his sweater to hold tight.
The small smile was back. Her blush tinted her cheeks.
“I-I can feed you another bite,” she told him, stuttering away as she tried to string her sentence together.
“It tastes better when you feed me, Hakuno.”
Their companion seemed to have fallen silent. The proud and radiant man seemed to have dimmed, those eyes narrowed as he watched Hakuno blush further.
Perhaps he’d gotten so caught up in whether Hakuno liked Gilgamesh that he should have shown his own affection for her sooner. Gilgamesh was just a friend for them. A poor one, yes- poor in the sense of being awful in personality, but a friend. He funded trips out to eat. He made them get childish games and things, but that was it.
It was as though a weight was lifted at that thought. All he could see now was just how happy his girl was beside him, feeding him more cake. Arthur found himself smiling now, welcoming each bite and giving her a couple more pecks on the cheek.
“You’ve made my whole day better,” Arthur told her, holding her hand in his own. He helped her to her feet, picking up her jacket as Hakuno glanced back to Gilgamesh.
“Ready, Gil?” Hakuno asked.
Their friend nodded, moving to stand now that he was no longer texting on his phone.
They just needed to take Gilgamesh home and then he could enjoy the rest of his evening with Hakuno. They had their bonfire to look forward to. Lots of chocolate bars and hot dogs were in their future, just waiting to be enjoyed.
“I’m so glad you’re both in a good mood.” Hakuno opened the car door for Gilgamesh, grinning proudly. “This will be fun. I packed my card games in my backpack for us to play at Arthur’s house. The three of us can stay up a little for once and bond like the threesome we are. Thanks again for inviting both of us, Arthur.”
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