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Summary: What is it with nicknames and desserts?
A/N: I actually managed to post this on time! I hope I'll be able to keep this up. First, I'd like to give a HUGE thanks to Fallen Angel Mitsu and Mitsukai Kogun for reviewing Dinner and a Movie. You guys are awesome! Second, this was another hard one to write, which is why it's a lot shorter then the previous stories. Certain episodes of Smallville and Lois & Clark, as well as the ending of Pride & Prejudice (the 2005 movie) and book 6 inspired me. This is technically a sequel to "Contemplating" but can be read on its own.
"Last one," said Mitsuru, walking into the living room with the heavy box.
"Thanks sweetie. Just put it with the other 'Picture Frames' boxes," replied a distracted Mahiru who was busy reviewing her moving checklist.
The tengu set it by the proper pile before something occurred to him. "Did you just call me 'sweetie'?"
Mahiru looked up from her list, mentally going over what she just said, then smiled shyly. "Yeah, I guess I did."
"What? You don't like it?"
"It's just…am I really a 'sweetie' kind of guy? That doesn't sound very me."
Mahiru considered what he said for a moment. "You just don't want the guys teasing you, do you?" she said with a smug smile that mirrored her husband's usual smirk.
Mitsuru knew it was useless to even try to deny it; she knew him too well. "Nozomu can be ruthless when he wants to, and Akira isn't as innocent as he acts!"
She laughed and maneuvered around the many piles of boxes so she could kiss him. "What would you like me to call you then?"
"I don't know. What are some other terms of endearment?"
"Well, there's sweetheart, sugar, honey, cookie, muffin, cupcake, pumpkin—" Mahiru couldn't contain herself anymore when Mitsuru started glaring daggers at her and cracked up.
"Those are the most ridiculous names I've ever heard. What kind of idiot would want to be nicknamed after a dessert?"
Her laughter finally quieted and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "How about I just call you 'love' then?" she whispered.
Smiling down at his wife, Mitsuru pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. "I can live with that."
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