"I had a hunch after seeing you eat apples all these years, but… anything related to apples will do, huh? You really love apples, don't you?"
"…Got a problem?"
"Nope! I'm just happy I got to know you better!"
Leo glanced up from the table.
"You're a little too easy to make happy, you know."
They sat in a café, Lea across from him, their order freshly delivered. In front of Leo was a steaming apple pie. In front of Lea sat a neat piece of strawberry cake.
Beside Leo on the couch was a shopping bag with the gift inside—wrapped neatly after Lea helped him pick it out. Next to it was a brand-new umbrella Leo had bought for the walk home. Lea had finally fulfilled the last condition for his help with the end-of-year festival.
Lea was smiling from ear to ear, swaying side to side like an excited little kid. They were kids, technically—but Leo, who liked to act older than his age, couldn't imagine himself doing something like that.
"Ah!"
