آپ giggled as آپ walked over to Honey’s house. Today was his birthday, and آپ wanted to give him a couple of things to دکھائیں him آپ liked him. ((You got advice on what to give him from your older sister, who was “the expert” on everything, especially romance.)) Walking up to the front door, your Ballet فلیٹوں, فلیٹ crunching in the February snow, آپ knocked on it, careful not to drop the نہیںملتیں آپ were carrying.
Waiting for someone to open the door, آپ looked at your appearance through the doorknob. آپ were wearing a baby blue dress with ballet فلیٹوں, فلیٹ with a white trench کوٹ covering it, your (h/c) locks curled with a bright blue bow in it. Because آپ wanted to look nice, آپ didn’t bother wearing a touque, which made your hair covered in snowflakes.
Door opening, آپ looked to Honey’s cousin Mori. They were both the same age as you, 6. Giving him a sweet smile, آپ tried to peer behind him. “Is Honey here?” آپ questioned. “I wanted to give him something for his birthday.”
Looking to the نہیںملتیں آپ were holding in your hands, Mori nodded and gestured for آپ to walk inside. Taking your trench کوٹ and shoes off, آپ sat at a nearby میز, جدول and waited for Honey’s arrival. Looking at the frosting on the cupcake, آپ didn’t notice someone approach آپ from behind and لپیٹ, لفاف کریں his arms around you.
“______-chan, I thought I told آپ I wasn’t having a party!” Honey said, letting go of you. Turning around, آپ faced honey. Even though he was the same age and the same height, he looked at least 2 years younger than آپ and Mori.
Smiling, آپ hid the نہیںملتیں that was on the میز, جدول behind your back. “I know, but I brought آپ a couple of things for your birthday! But First, آپ have to say the magic word.”
Screwing his lips to the side, Honey thought for a moment. What was the magic word again? Giving a guess, Honey answered آپ the best he could. “Please?” Giving آپ کتے eyes, Honey looked at your (e/c) orbs.
Giggling, آپ gave in to his cuteness. “Actually, the magic word was Cake, but I’ll take your Please.” Retrieving the نہیںملتیں behind your back, آپ gave honey the cupcake. “Happy birthday, But that’s only Gift #1.”
Taking a big bite of his cupcake, Honey looked at آپ inquisitively. “Gift #1? If that’s Gift #1, then what’s Gift #2?”
Blushing like crazy, آپ did exactly what your older sister told آپ to do, and brought your lips to his in a small kiss. Pulling away, آپ looked at the floor, your face as red as a tomato. Finally looking up, آپ realized that Honey was just as red as you. Does that mean he likes me back? آپ wondered.
Face still as red as ever, honey stuttered out a question. “_-______? W-what was that for?” Looking into his Brown orbs, آپ answered his question. “Well, um, I-I wanted to دکھائیں آپ I liked you… Do آپ like me?”
Turning even redder, Honey looked to the floor. “Y-yeah, I do.”
Wrapping your small arms around him, آپ pulled him into a tight hug and giggled. “Yay!! And سے طرف کی the way, your lips taste like cupcakes.”
Waiting for someone to open the door, آپ looked at your appearance through the doorknob. آپ were wearing a baby blue dress with ballet فلیٹوں, فلیٹ with a white trench کوٹ covering it, your (h/c) locks curled with a bright blue bow in it. Because آپ wanted to look nice, آپ didn’t bother wearing a touque, which made your hair covered in snowflakes.
Door opening, آپ looked to Honey’s cousin Mori. They were both the same age as you, 6. Giving him a sweet smile, آپ tried to peer behind him. “Is Honey here?” آپ questioned. “I wanted to give him something for his birthday.”
Looking to the نہیںملتیں آپ were holding in your hands, Mori nodded and gestured for آپ to walk inside. Taking your trench کوٹ and shoes off, آپ sat at a nearby میز, جدول and waited for Honey’s arrival. Looking at the frosting on the cupcake, آپ didn’t notice someone approach آپ from behind and لپیٹ, لفاف کریں his arms around you.
“______-chan, I thought I told آپ I wasn’t having a party!” Honey said, letting go of you. Turning around, آپ faced honey. Even though he was the same age and the same height, he looked at least 2 years younger than آپ and Mori.
Smiling, آپ hid the نہیںملتیں that was on the میز, جدول behind your back. “I know, but I brought آپ a couple of things for your birthday! But First, آپ have to say the magic word.”
Screwing his lips to the side, Honey thought for a moment. What was the magic word again? Giving a guess, Honey answered آپ the best he could. “Please?” Giving آپ کتے eyes, Honey looked at your (e/c) orbs.
Giggling, آپ gave in to his cuteness. “Actually, the magic word was Cake, but I’ll take your Please.” Retrieving the نہیںملتیں behind your back, آپ gave honey the cupcake. “Happy birthday, But that’s only Gift #1.”
Taking a big bite of his cupcake, Honey looked at آپ inquisitively. “Gift #1? If that’s Gift #1, then what’s Gift #2?”
Blushing like crazy, آپ did exactly what your older sister told آپ to do, and brought your lips to his in a small kiss. Pulling away, آپ looked at the floor, your face as red as a tomato. Finally looking up, آپ realized that Honey was just as red as you. Does that mean he likes me back? آپ wondered.
Face still as red as ever, honey stuttered out a question. “_-______? W-what was that for?” Looking into his Brown orbs, آپ answered his question. “Well, um, I-I wanted to دکھائیں آپ I liked you… Do آپ like me?”
Turning even redder, Honey looked to the floor. “Y-yeah, I do.”
Wrapping your small arms around him, آپ pulled him into a tight hug and giggled. “Yay!! And سے طرف کی the way, your lips taste like cupcakes.”
