Reverse Tarot - ann-takamaki

@corvidknight I have a super duper serious question to ask. Like super serious, like uwah! my life depends on it serious! (♡μ_μ)

Huh. That sounds pretty serious. Are you sure I'm the right man for the job?

Mhm! If anything I think you're the only person appropriate to handle this situation

9:08 PM

Cause cause- Let's say that a particular ~~and amazingly cute I might add~~ supermodel got her day off sooner than expected!

9:09 PM

so the super duper serious question is if you're free cause i miss you and- i miss u ( ˙꒳˙ )

That's interesting. I wonder if we both know this particular and amazingly cute supermodel... Nah. That would be a suspicious coincidence.

9:10 PM

I am free, though. Are you coming by tonight?

hehe~ Of course we both know this cute supermodel! Is me! o(≧▽≦)o

9:15 PM

And I am >:3c I'm bringing some baked goods with me! Stopped at that cute bakery we saw the other day

9:15 PM

Im gonna feel guilty over eating them thought... Stupid cream puff has the cutest face ever

You have to eat it fast, or it'll haunt you when you go to sleep.

THEY ALREADY ARE!!! YOU'LL SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I GET THERE I PROMISE (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ (edited)

I'll hold you to that, then. Should I make anything to eat that isn't sweets, or are we going to bed with sugar stomachs?

Hum... Well I mean if it were up to me I would go to sleep like that

9:30 PM

But you want me to eat properly and not just snacks >:T

Yeah, I do. It's like I like you or something... weird.

9:31 PM

I'll make us something light so we'll have room for sweets afterward.

yaaaaay! (♡´౪`♡)

9:33 PM

Alright! I'll let you know when I get there! And you'll see it cause the amazingly cute supermodel will be right outside your door~

I'll leave the door unlocked, just in case I faint. Lately, I've been having a hard time with amazingly cute things.

Oho! I'll be right there to catch you (˘∀˘)/

So strong, talented and quick...

Ever so warmly staring at her phone, if it weren't for the fact the train announces when it's about to arrive to the next station Ann would've missed Yongen-Jaya. Can you blame her? ...Actually you can, cause she's just staring at the messages between her and Akira cause she melts when hearing him complimenting her. You'd think after this long she'd get used to it but no! She may be 23 but at heart she's still that 17 year old girl who blushes at every compliment. As she walks the same road towards LeBlanc she can't help but to think maybe she should've bought a few more things but then again they haven't tried any of the things from there but if they are good she's buying enough for everyone the next time she drops by. In any case! Akira said he'd leave the door open, so... As she opens the door to the café, that cute smile of hers is plastered completely, a light glimmer in her eyes as spots her partner, stating: "The amazingly cute supermodel is here!" Before she closes the door behind her. She also has her arms ever so slightly open just to poke fun of Akira 'i hope i don't faint cause of amazingly cute things' Kurusu.

After the last text he'd sent, he'd gotten started on dinner immediately. Nothing fancy or too involved, but enough that he wouldn't worry once Ann ate her body weight in sweets. And, because it wasn't fancy, he could step away while it kept cooking. Truly, he was a mastermind when it came to all sorts of things. The sound of the door opening had him peeking around the corner, hand on his chin and squinting. "Hm, I can't see too well, give me a sec," he called, pulling his apron off and wandering out toward his partner. Along the way, he kept squinting, even going so far as to set his hand above his eyes to block out the light. Something in here was blinding. Radiant, even! Whatever could it be? When he was within arm's reach, he leaned in to examine Ann, doing so for a few very silent seconds... "Oh, I see now. An amazingly cute supermodel is here." No further fanfare or warnings came prior to his 'faint', his body tipping forward and into her very conveniently and not at all prepared slightly open arms.

Being able to see Akira come closer to her in such manner just made that smile on her face even brighter- Such radiant beauty deserves to be approached with the up-most caution and appreciated like the finest piece of art in a museum. She tempted, truly she is to strike a pose or two so he can admire such intense beauty even further but she doesn't in the end. Well- Just to put down the bag of pastries not wanting to have them get all squished but once she's back to her original pose with her arms out, Akira's right in her face. He's analyzing her adorableness. Good. But having him so close is making her slowly but surely break out in small giggles as she notices his body beginning to tip forward and truly, conveniently land into her arms. He's always so warm, so comforting. In moments like these she's truly living up to her codename 'Panther', just like a cat she proceeds to nuzzle her head onto the nape of his neck, all this accompanied by gentle happy squeals... And promptly interrupted once her hearing her stomach growl. She now hides her face from him. It's very embarrassing to have your stomach always out you like that, y'know?

Good thing Ann was there, or someone may have ended up directly on the cold, hard floor. Instead, he's in her arms, making use of his to get his own hug started. Now, it's mutual, extra warm, and extra mushy. At least the pastries had been put down. Otherwise, Ann wouldn't have been able to mourn the loss of the (allegedly) cute faces they happened to be in possession of. A deep chuckle worked its way out of his throat at her stomach's betrayal, a questing hand working its way up to mess with her hair. "Sounds like you're already ready for dinner, miss supermodel," he said quietly, as if raising his voice at all would somehow shatter the peace the hug brought, "are you too weak to walk? I can carry you." He knew full well that Ann, self-styled Gurl Bawss, could walk on her own. But sometimes (a lot of the time) (most of the time, actually) it was nice to pick her up and carry her around. There was more oppurrtunity to bask in how cute she was. And more oppurrtunity to get some kisses in while she was distracted.

She’s a fully fledged Gurl Bawss but she also likes getting treated like a princess! Fully enjoying that extra mushy embrace and the hand that slowly but surely began to wander through her blonde hair, Ann peaked out again her head resting on his shoulder as a chuckle left her lips. “Oh? But I thought you were the one who was weak from all the cuteness that just walked in?” Her tone was slightly elevated but keen on following Akira’s, it wouldn’t break the peace but she likes how it feels like they’re in their own small bubble. She teases him about his ‘faint’ but clearly shows no intention of letting go and instead gets on her tiptoes to confirm she does want to be carried this time around. Doing so only leaves her to press her body closer as she waits for the imminent moment he lifts her up but as she does so, curiosity does kill the cat- “Oh mastermind of the kitchen… What’s on the menu tonight?”

The silent request to get picked up was met with enthusiasm. Carefully readjusting to avoid knocking into anything, the amazingly cute supermodel Gurl Bawss was swept up into Akira's arms with very little verbal warning. "Maybe the cuteness is fueling me. Ever think of that?" Oho! A well-crafted comeback, while his opponent was distracted!! A mental note was made to grab the bag of pastries later, and Ann was swiftly moved to a stool for the time being, accompanied by a soft, "There we go," as she was set down. Dinner needed his attention for the time being, but that didn't mean he couldn't play a little bit of catch up with his partner. Pulling the apron back on, Akira made some wafting motions in his guest's direction. "I'm pretty sure you can tell by the smell. Been a while, right?" By that, he'd meant since he'd last made it; he couldn't readily recall the last time he'd made Ann's favorite... it was very likely that Futaba knew, though. He was pretty sure she kept a spreadsheet for everything. Idly poking away at the pan on the stove, Akira glanced back over to Ann. There were a few topics he wanted to broach, but the serious stuff could wait until after they'd eaten. Other topics just weren't coming as easily, though, and he found himself staring quietly at the impending dinner in the meantime. Ann knew him better than most, so he took comfort in knowing that she wasn't about to let a silence stretch into awkward territory.