#bakapup

Otabe often found herself mesmerized by Bakamono’s workout regiment. She always kept to it, religiously, as if skipping a day would be worse than death itself. If she couldn’t work out in the Rappappa room (as rare as that was) she would go all the way to the never used gym and workout there. Always wearing nothing but her undershirt, as she shed her jacket and uniform top. Otabe only knows this because she’s seen it in person.

Here she was again, soaked with with sweat, near silent grunts of effort, as she pushes herself, forcing out another another swift and powerful punch. Otabe couldn’t help but wince at the idea of anyone taking one of those. Since Sakura’s climb in power, no one has dared to attack them. Not that it would be any easier, everyone has been training harder since then.

Like a spell was broken, Bakamono stopped. Rolling her shoulders, she turned around and nearly jumped out of her skin when she noticed that she wasn’t alone anymore.

“O-Otabe-san!”

Otabe couldn’t help but smile, she was always easy to sneak up on. “Hello, Pup.” She greeted, purposely using her nickname to further tease her. The way Bakamono would turn a cute pink, always amused Otabe. “Finished working out?” She asked, already knowing the answer, as she watched the now flustered Bakamono reach for her towel to wipe some of the sweat off of her face.

A simple hum was her answer, as she continued with her task.  Once she felt a little less gross, she placed the towel on her neck, and started to search for her water-bottle, the one she was gifted by the other woman in the room. It had a simple design, light blue with cute paw prints on it, she loved it dearly since she got it as a birthday present from Otabe

“Looking for this?” Otabe offered  the item she was searching for being held by the other woman, it looked a little less full than before, but it could just be the angle that it was being held at. Not bothering to dwell too much on that detail, she was just glad she didn't lose it.

“Yes, I almost thought it was missing again.” Bakamono laughed sheepishly, reaching for the bottle, her mouth feeling dry from the workout. “Thank you.” She mumbled, while going for the first gulp. The cool water felt so good, she couldn't help but down half the contents, with all the sweat she was covered in, she would need a lot to recover all the water she lost during her session.

Otabe couldn’t help but chuckle. “You don’t have to thank me, besides I couldn’t help but steal a few sips while waiting for you to finish.” Hearing a choking sound, Otabe responded quickly, by taking the water from Bakamono. “What happened? Did the water go down the wrong pipe?” Concerned, Otabe started to rub her back.

“N-Nothing, you just- Did I hear you correctly? You drank from this?” The flushed skin was now a scarlet red, between nearly choking, and Otabe’s gentle touch, Bakamono thought she was going to die from embarrassment.

Otabe couldn’t help but laugh at this point, it didn’t take much time to realize what was going on. “You’re embarrassed over sharing an indirect kiss?” The weak sound she got as an answer was so precious. “You’re just too cute you know. Besides, “ Otabe couldn’t help but move her lips closer to Bakamono’s already scarlet ears. “Why have an indirect one, when you can have a direct one?” Before she could tease any further, Otabe found herslef pushed away. “One of these days I’ll get that kiss, Pup.”

Bakamono simply glared half-heartedly. “Not if I kiss someone else.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“Maybe I will.”

When Magi agreed to a spontaneous date invitation from Bakamono, she didn't expect to be waiting 10 mins of the roof. She was starting to get a bit impatient,and also hungry. But Bakamono made her promise not to leave, or eat anything before rushing off to do god knows what.

Sighing, Magic decided to spend her time looking over Majijo. How Bakamono got permission to be up here from Salt, she’ll never know. Her stomach growled, and she raised her hand to pat it. “I’ll give her another 5 minutes.”

Just as those words left her mouth, the door to the roof opened, along with Bakamono humming some catchy song. It sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember who sang it. But she remembered the part of the group’s name, Something48.

Shrugging, she turned around, and saw the untamed yankee lugging something in her arms, it looked like- “Did you steal that from Team Hinabe?” Magic questioned, an amused look on her face. She couldn’t help but smile.

“I didn’t steal anything. I borrowed it.” Bakamono replied, like it was a better response. Placing the pot down, she switched it on, before running back down stairs.

Allowing curiosity to get the better of her, Magic waltzed over the the pot, and lifted the lid off, a bit of steamed blocked her vision, but the smell of the food hit her, and it smelt amazing, causing her stomach to growl.

Carrying two cushions, Bakamono saw Magic hovering over the pot of nearly done food. “Don’t touch it yet, it’s not done.” She requested, before dropping their seats on the ground. Rummaging through her pockets, she pulled out the necessary utensils to eat.

Magic noticed there was only one set. “You only brought one set? How are we both going to eat?” She questioned her girlfriend. It felt a bit wierd to think of Bakamono as her girlfriend, since they’ve only been dating for two weeks now.

“Oh, I was thinking we could share.” She beamed, wagging her eyebrows at Magic, enjoying the blush that spread on her cheeks. “Unless you don’t want to-” Bakamono started to retreat, she wouldn’t make Magic do anything she didn’t want to, it was against her code of honor.

“No- No it’s fine. I’m hungry anyway.” Magic mumbled, grabbing a cushion, she sat on it, and waited for Bakamono to follow suit. Just not so close to her, which in turn surprised Magic again. “Why are you so close.” She asked, already guessing what the answer was going to be.

“So we can share! Here hold this, I gotta check on the meat.” Bakamono excitedly, passed the dish to Magic, who simply watched the pup-like girl. “It’s done!”

Nodding, the trickster leaned back, and let Bakamono do all the work, she is the one who called her up here anyway. If she was gonna do all the work, she wasn't going to stop her. Going the extra mile, Bakamono lifted a piece, and blew on it, before offering it to Magic. “Here.”

Not expecting to be fed, Magic opened her mouth and accepted the food. Chewing on it, she noticed she was being watched. “What?”

“Is it good?”

“Yes.”

The pup exhaled in relief, before taking a piece for herself, not even caring it was an indirect kiss from Magic. “This was worth all the work.” She sighed happily, before eating another piece. “Definitely worth it.”

Unable to stop another smile from spreading on her face, Magic leaned a bit closer, allowing her head to come to a rest on Bakamono’s shoulder. “Save some for me, you practically staved me out here.” She joked, before accepting another bite.

As if feeling offended by such words, Bakamono tilted her head to face Magic. “I didn't starve you.”

“You almost did.”

“Did not-”

“Shush.” Magic whispered, pressing her finger to the pup’s lips, gasping softly, when Bakamono kissed her finger instead. Wearing a smug grin at the reaction she got, the pup returned to their lunch, making sure to give Magic all her favorites to keep her happy.

“So, how was lunch?” She asked, once the pot was empty. The two were now lazing around, feeling ab it sluggish from the eating they did a few minutes prior.

“It was okay.” Magic replied, knowing that’s not what Bakamono wanted to hear. Feeling her stomach get poked, she giggled, before turning to face her fellow Queen. “Fine it was wonderful,” She continued, before leaning forward, placing a kiss on Bakamono’s cheek. “Thank you.”