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