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[flamekthunder]

[He notices her shuffling closer and he just grins a little.]

Wouldn't be a bad idea.

[And then a light smirk as he leans in closer to her as he sets her plate in front of her.]

Once we're there, I don't want us disturbed.

[starshower]

[A good thing she can force herself to be distracted by the food and the drinks rather than the blatant way he tries to make those red hearts appear again.

Maybe if she just plays along? Plays it cool?]

Hm? You must have something extra special planned, then.

[It doesn't work.]

[flamekthunder]

Maybe.

[Nope. But he will spare her a bit so she can eat, even as he flashes her that wolfish smile of his before cutting a slice of that crepe.]

[starshower]

[It could be because the hearts are making her that much more embarrassed about this whole thing, but the way that grin of his burrows right into her heart and makes a home there is so much more insistent than most. And on a normal day when she isn't about to be consumed by bubbles, it's pretty damn insistent.

But she'll be sure to show her gratitude for him sparing her long enough for her to eat later. For now, she's happy to dig into the crepe, taking it carefully between her fingers and biting into it, whipped cream dabbing her nose.]

You know... I was thinking of learning how to make these for the café sometime...

[flamekthunder]

I'm surprised you haven't already. I'm sure they would be a hit especially this time of year.

[starshower]

You think so?

[Cue more pink hearts as she bites into her crepe again.]

...Wonder what kinds people would like... We could do some savoury ones too, for the people who don't like sweets.

[flamekthunder]

Not a bad idea. Make some to fit the changing seasons, too.

[Different ingredients, different styles...

And he's just going to nonchalantly reach over to brush his thumb over her lips to swipe away some cream and strawberry filling.

Nonchalantly.

With a heavy gaze and smirk.]

[starshower]

Mm. Maybe pumpkin for fall. Hazelnut for winter? Spring... we could go with raspberry?

[Her eyes close slowly, and she presses a kiss to his thumb, her smile spreading.]

That means you'll have to learn how to make them, too.

[flamekthunder]

Hmm, suppose I could.

[It's a good thing they're in public or this would have gone farther, but he just licks his thumb instead before continuing with his own piece.]

They also make them into different shapes.

[starshower]

[And her eyes flick to his thumb, red bubbles billowing up between them that she quickly waves a hand at to shove away before he notices.]

Like what? You'd have to cut them a certain way, wouldn't you...

[Yes, just keep focusing on the crepes.]

[flamekthunder]

[He noticed. He so noticed.]

Basically, and they're not too complex. The ones they had here were stars and hearts, and instead of it folded over like these, they were more flat, more similar to a pancake.

[starshower]

[Nope. He didn't notice anything. Nor will he notice the little pink hearts that idly float around her while she thinks.]

But then how do they get the filling inside and keep it there?

[flamekthunder]

That's something you'd have to ask them.

[He's not the baker, she is—]

[starshower]

Maybe I will.

[She bumps her shoulder against his and lifts the crepe to him.]

Give it a try, though. It's really good.

[flamekthunder]

I already know.

[He says with a smirk. He already a little taste earlier, remember? But he'll just lean right in to take a bite. Nom.]

[starshower]

[Uh huh...

But she watches him with nothing but pure affection in her eyes before she's pulling it back, catching a strawberry in her mouth before it can topple out of the crepe completely, and she beams at him, smile reaching all the way up into her eyes.]

Thank you, by the way...

[As she lowers the pastry from her lips.]

[flamekthunder]

[He's licking his lips (this time not on purpose, just a natural habit) while reaching out for his coffee before he looks at her curiously.]

For what?

[starshower]

[Setting down the crepe, she leans over so that her head plops against his shoulder, her smile warm. And maybe these little pink hearts are not so bad in the moment... She lifts her hands and wraps her fingers around one, and it bounces off to continue its journey upward.]

For this...today.

[That warmth starts to creep in.]

With how things have been lately... It's nice.

[flamekthunder]

[...Ah.

His smile softens as he rests his head against hers, a hand reaching up to take the one that reached for that heart to pull into his own, more pink hearts bubbling up right there.]

It's not really much... Isn't it more of a normal thing now?

[starshower]

Is it?

[Tifa turns her head so that she can watch their hands as she threads their fingers lazily together.]

Feels almost like we've fallen into a bit of a routine lately. I think we should make this more normal.

[flamekthunder]

A routine, hm... You might be right.

[He muses at that, thinking of all they do. Outside of the sudden happenings that have cropped up, they've settled into something of a routine life. Which isn't a bad thing—just prove that they're making a living in this world. But still...]

But then again, if we make it "normal" it becomes less "special."

[starshower]

[She lifts their hands together to poke at one of the bubbles that appear.]

No.

[And she sounds absolutely sure of herself because she is.]

I think any time spent with you is special. Even when it's just cooking or running the café...

[flamekthunder]

Hmm...

[A wry grin as he nuzzles her.]

I think you just want more dates.

[starshower]

[She lifts her head slightly from his shoulder, just far enough that he can see that feigned pout on her face.]

Is that such a crime!? To want more dates with my husband?

[flamekthunder]

No, but I find it cute all the same. After all, you see me every day...