This was inspired by lunch with
senshixdoukeshi yesterday. XD Good times.
Disclaimer: Konomi's.
A/N: Somehow, this is
senshixdoukeshi's fault.
McRomance
by Solanum Dulcamara
Their fingers met over the french fries; the slightest brush of skin on skin. Eyes lifted, hazel and violet connecting across the cheap formica table top. At the counter, a harried woman breathlessly ordered a happy meal for her screaming toddler, but this all went unheard at the booth near the window. Neither hand had retreated and hung suspended over the carton. Neither boy blinked, eyes only looking more deeply. A moment passed - the span of a few breaths, several heartbeats, countless beeps from the timer for the deep-fryer. "Momo-senpai," the lazy husk of Echizen's voice somehow carried easily over the din of the fast food restaurant, "That one is mine."