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momoâs crush on gou is one of the cutest thing in this show
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Caught off guard with the hair tuck, she swallowed thickly and got herself busy with something else, the heat in her cheeks was beyond saving now. She hadnât actually spent much time alone with him, but he was kind of charming in his own, strange way. âAh..â she looked around the kitchen, a little flustered at the moment before she remembered what they were cooking.Â
âW-we need to blend up all the strawberries firstâ she smiled and carried the box over to the blender, âCut the top off and just place them all inâ Gou showed him with one what she meant then moved out the way, standing back to watch him. This was a easy bit, he couldnât mess this, right.
Gou wondered just how bad he was when cooking to be failing the subject as she watched him concentrate hard on the fruit. It was almost cute. âThe best thing about baking,â Gou hummed, reaching across to take a berry from the packet, âIs that we get to have the best bitsâ. Lips wrapped around the strawberry as she bit the end of it off, smiling at the taste.Â
The last thing he remembered--before the pain--was her lips, pursed against that succulent fruit. Kawaii ne... He would have given anything to be that berry, to taste her kiss, sweet and soft and full of unspoken things.
Then the knife slipped and everything went to shit. The twinge of pain caught him off guard. With a gasp he glanced down, where a line of scarlet, as thick and dark as the fruit she bit, welled to the surface of his thumb. "Ah, sorry!" He bit his lip and set the knife on the counter, struggling to regain some semblance of composure. "I guess I wasn't paying attention..." With a shaky laugh he attempted to hide the injury so she wouldn't see it.
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Gou was unaware of the eyes on her as she took the tin out of the cupboard, standing up and tilting her head when she saw Momo on the floor. âUhm, Momo?â she questioned, putting the tin on the side before going to help him, squatting beside him.Â
âIs this what youâre like in class?â she asked, giggling softly, her hand on his back to help her balance, âUse some tissue to pick it upâ Gou suggested, getting up to grab him some tissue, âWe can use the spray to grease the tin, since the butter is now floor butterâ.Â
There was no annoyance or anything in her voice, she had patience when she wanted. âI got some pots out as well, so you can weigh everything and put it in seperate pots ready for useâ she explained showing him the little area she had set up while he was trying with the butter.
A solemn nod answered her question.
Her eyes were haunting. They held him there, transfixed, unable to think. At this distance it was impossible to ignore the difference in their heights. Even kneeling, she was so much smaller. He liked that. He couldn't help but reach out to tuck a strand of scarlet gently behind her ear. "Thanks for putting up with me."
He took the tissue and made short work of the mess. Once disposed of, his attention turned to the area she mentioned. "So what should I measure first?" He picked up the can of oil and with a degree of skill he was unaware of, sprayed a light coating on the baking sheet. Fortunately, it was much easier than the butter.

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âHey! Rin got me that one, it looks good on youâ she defended her trusted kitty apron, and in all fairness it did highlight how much slimmer his waist was to his shoulders and chest. Standing beside him, she washed her hands and dried them before bursting out with a laugh, looking over at Momo and his grin.Â
âOoh man, youâre funnyâ she laughed, going over and standing in front of him, âLet me just help you out a littleâ Gou mused, taking off the oven mutts for him. âA little tip though, you donât need these on until youâre taking it out of the ovenâ she laughed softly, putting them down.Â
âBut youâre close, first thing to do it pre-heat the oven to 350F and grease up the cake tin so it doesnât stick to itâ Gou blinked, realising just how close they were still standing so she cleared her throat before going to get the tin out of her cupboard.Â
"I totally knew that." He lied, laughing nervously as the mitts were pulled from his hands. He felt somehow vulnerable without them.
Everything was going well until she turned to rummage through the cupboard. His eyes followed her slender form, tracing over curves heightened by the taught waist of her apron bow. He tried not to stare. He tried to pick up a stick of butter--something to grease the pan she was getting--and in a distracted state he dropped it on the floor.
"Dammit." He mumbled through the flush that heated his cheeks, gaze torn between spilt butter and her graceful kneel to the cabinet above the floor. This was too hard. He couldn't concentrate. She was just too beautiful. He wasn't sure he could handle cooking so close beside her.
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But like imagine you and best friend are just on his bed tickling each other and play fighting and then suddenly he flips you over onto your back and pins your arms above your head and heâs all smirking because he knows you wont be able to get away and your tshirt is after riding up and he gives you this wicked grin and starts blowing raspberries on your tummy and youâre giggling and squealing telling him to stop because it tickles but he just continues, but soon his raspberries turn into kisses that trail down your stomach towards the hem of your sweatpants and he looks up at you through his eyelashes as if looking for approval and you just nod your head and he starts tugging your sweats down and letâs just say youâre not eXACTLY JUST FRIENDS AFTER
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It was another cute trait that Gou had noticed in Momo, the dumb expression on his face as he looked around the kitchen. It was very endearing how in awe he seemed at just a standard kitchen. She found herself just looking at him, smiling to herself. A laugh left her lips when her words finally reaching his ears, âHeh, of course! I canât do exams for you now can I?â she hummed and reached into the kitchen cupboard.Â
âYou can have the kitty oneâ she hummed, it was the less girly of her aprons, and she sported the one that her mother had gotten her for christmas. It was brown with cupcakes on the front, wrapping around her waist showing off just how slim she was. âFirst thing first⌠wash your handsâ she winked, turning round to put her apron on over her clothes and washed her hands in the water.Â
The kitty one!? He stared awkwardly at the apron, half willing and completely lost. How was he supposed to impress her in something like that? He pulled it on and secured the bow with a pout. "Well, at least one of us looks good." He teased, rolling up his sleeves.
He washed his hands and tried to relax, quieting thoughts that threatened distraction. His eyes drifted to the girl beside him--who looked amazing in her apron--which didn't help. He had no idea what to do next, but at least he could fake it. Spying a pair of oven mitts he grabbed them, slipping one onto each hand with a professional grin.
He had his apron. He had his oven mitts. He had his girlfriend. Well... sorta. Now, he was prepared for anything. "Okay, ready!"
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Gou took the twenty with a small thanks, nodding to his words and following him down to the strawberries before going to pay. She paid for her own things separately, and a look from the lady behind the til;Â âenjoy your evening you two!â the woman told them as they walked off. Leaving a blush on Gouâs face.Â
âWell, this is homeâ she introduced after a short walk from the shop, âPlease take your shoes off, mum likes her cream floorâ Gou chuckled, opening the door to the cute little home. Pictures of her and Rin when they were younger to present dotted around in frames, little quotes hanging up on the wall, you could clearly tell the two main occupiers were female. âLooks like mumâs gone out, got the kitchen to ourselvesâ she mused, putting the bags on the table to take out the ingredients.Â
âYou know, Iâm not making them for you, you gotta do it yourselfâ she added with a little grin on her face, turning back round to him.Â
The kitchen was immaculate. Dark cherry cabinets lined the walls, their wood gleaming beneath glowing halogens. A pristine fridge was decorated with shark shaped magnets. Pinned beneath them was a grocery list, handwritten notes and a picture of the Matsuoka siblings from a few years back. The cool of the tile felt comforting beneath socked feet. In the corner, below a double window, a small table sat invitingly, flanked by two matching chairs. Though the room was modest it was cozy, well-kept and obviously loved.
"Wow." He breathed, hardly believing. Compared to his house--which was accident prone and always a bit cluttered, this was a five-star resort. But he couldn't shake the feeling that Rin or Mrs. Matsuoka could be lurking around every corner.
"All to ourselves?" He said quietly, still not comprehending. He watched her put the bags down and snapped to attention. "Wait, what do you mean I have to make them?" He wasn't sure she realized just how bad of an idea this actually was. "You mean... I'm not watching you do it?" He was confused. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the cookies, let alone the kitchen.
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Gou couldnât help a small laugh that fell from her lips as he confessed he had never tried them either, it was kind of cute how excited he got over them just because they were made from two things he liked.Â
âRin would not kill youâ she piped up, yeah he might just threaten something like that, but he would never go through with it⌠unless they made her cry⌠then he might just do it. She could tell Rin was making him nervous though, the way he was almost throwing up words to her.Â
She blinked at his confession, it wasnât new information to her that he liked her, but hearing it out loud was something new to her. âRin wont touch you just because youâre cooking with meâ she chuckled as though she didnât click on the last bit, âAnd I know youâre not that kind of guy, Momoâ she added though, they hadnât really spent too much time just the two of them. Gou just hoped he wasnât that kind of guy.
The tension lifted as he listened to her speak. He definitely trusted her. After all, she knew Rin better than anyone. "Thanks, heh. I feel better already." And he did. But one of these days he would have to tell her how pretty her voice was. It was sweet and calming, almost a caress. He especially loved the way she said his name. He'd bet his last dollar it sounded beautiful when she singed.
Speaking of money, they needed to pay for all this stuff. Reaching a hand into his pocket he pulled out a twenty and offered it to her with a smile. "I think this should cover it. We just need strawberries and we're all set, right?" He hoped they hadn't forgotten anything important.

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âIâm sure heâll reply when he canâ she assured, but curious to know what Momo wanted to know from her big brother, âI hope so, or Iâll just tell Rin you said my underwear was cuteâ she teased with a small laugh leaving her lips after. It was funny, to her at least, the affect her brother had on the guys around her. Well, besides the ones she had know from being a kid.Â
She paused her steps when her name was called out again, âKouâ she muttered to herself, giving up now with trying to correct him. Gou tilted her head at the excitable boy as she walked back over, âIâve never tried them before⌠are they that good?â she asked. They must be to cause that reaction from him. Smiling she nodded and held the basket out for him, âOkay! Put them in we can eat them while we bakeâ. Â
âDonât know. Never tried them.â He admitted sheepishly, though it didnât deter his enthusiasm. He placed the bag into the basket, which was now rather full. âBut they have to be good, right? I mean, itâs a chip made out of peaches!â
With the rush of excitement behind them heâd registered her previous remark. Something about Rin. And panties. And telling Rin what he thought of her panties. He flashed her a pleading look. âRin would probably kill me if he found out I was with you.â And in typical Momotarou fashion he began to say more than he should have. âFor some reason he thinks Iâm just after what most guys want from girls. But itâs not like that. Not with you.â When he realized his mistake he fell silent, a flush heating his cheeks for the second time. âI mean--Iâm not that type of guy, you know?âÂ
He laughed nervously, hoping she wouldnât realize what heâd really meant.
I am sorry. I have done you evil and I cannot undo it. No. Unicorns are in the world again. No sorrow will live in me with that joyâsave one. And I thank you for that part, too. Farewell good magician. I will try to go home.
âI will go back to my forest too, but I do not know if I will live contently there, or anywhere. I have been mortal, and some part of me is mortal yet. I am full of tears and hunger and the fear of death, though I cannot weep, and I want nothing, and I cannot die.â