Miss Maple Syrup
Title: Miss Maple Syrup
Group/Pairing: Hey Say Jump : Yuto x OC
Rating: G
Notes: For forward_belief 's birthday back in March.
Summary: He takes her on the usual bike ride, with a slight surprise at the end of it.
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“I’ll be back late, so don’t make dinner for me!” She called as she slipped into her boat shoes and slung her small knapsack over her shoulder.
“Alright, just be safe. Call if you need me.”
“Okay, love you Mom, bye!” were final words before the front door closed with a soft click. Two steps beyond the door, a smile greeted her along with her boyfriend clad in skin tight spring clothes and a helmet.
“Ready?”
“As i’ll ever be!” she smiled back as she went around the side of her house, unlocked her bike,mounted it and rode along side him into the late morning sunlight.
Their journey was long and stopping to take too many breaks wasn’t an option. After grabbing a handful of rice balls from the convenience store, they were on their way to the place he claimed was a surprise. But she knew he wouldn’t take her to a place they hadn’t been before.
Finally, the winding bike trails and deserted roads brought them to the ledge of the drop off that over look the ocean.
CLICK his camera went.
“It’s really pretty,eh?”
He chuckled.
“What?”
“Your accent came out.”
“Did not!”
“Did too, but it’s cute. I like it! Show me how to do it.”
“Why?”
“Because,” he took a few steps closer to her, “I want to understand you, Miss Maple Syrup.”
”Please don’t call me that,” a blush trickled onto her face.
“Why not?” his nose wrinkling as he whined. Propping herself up onto her tip toes she kissed his nose and weaved her arms around his thin waist.
“It’s embarrassing. It’s like if I called you Mr. Ramen Noodle or .. oh! better yet Mr. Basashii. Doesn’t that sound weird?”
His nose remained crinkled as his brows knitted in thought, “Yeah… just a bit.”
The hints of a triumphant smile lingered on her lips as her gaze fell back onto the calming water. With a satisfied smile she took a seat on the ledge and kicked her feet into the open air. The grass beneath her was brown but soft.
It was almost as perfect as the first time they came here.
“It was a good idea to come here today.” He said taking his seat beside her. Raw-textured fingers crawled ontop of her smooth ones just before they found their place between hers.
“Yuto,” she called, squeezing his hand.
“Hm?” he turned his head towards her only to find her lips gently touching his in a soundless kiss.
“Thank you.”
“….I wish I could have done more though…”
” Nothing is more precious than your time. It’s the perfect gift.”
He smiled and placed his own soundless kiss on her this time, “Happy Birthday, hun.”
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