[ ... ... so apart from remembering it was actually his birthday, and having to rush around earlier AND being treated to good food... Yusuke really hadn't been expecting much else in the way of birthday related things.
So the knock at the door is answered with little in the way of expectation, and... blinks? ]
--Haru?
[ Whoa, wait. ]
Ah--do you need a hand? [ Why is she carrying so much stuff?? ]
[There's still a box sitting on the floor of her moped! She just didn't want that one potentially tipping over. Once Yusuke's taken some of the presents, which are all wrapped neatly, Haru goes back to grab the other box, this one just a plain white one.
As she makes it back to the door,] Happy birthday, Yusuke! You've caught up to me once more!
[ He's still stood in the doorway looking a little bewildered when Haru comes back with the box, and only moves when it's to follow Haru into the room. ]
Yes, I always manage to. Anything you can warn me about being another year older? Anything to look out for?
Something very important. [As she passes Yusuke, she gives him a kiss on the cheek, then tips her head while drawing out her next few words:] Nothing changes.
Of course, it's a thrill being nineteen! But to me, it doesn't feel any different than being eighteen.
almost on autopilot, he leans down to make her chosen job of kissing his cheek easier to achieve, straightening up again almost automatically. ]
I'm beginning to think that's the secret of ageing. We're made to think it's all terrifying and new, and then nothing actually changes... but we've worried ourselves subconsciously and worn ourselves out.
I think we're still a little too young to feel worn out just yet!
[Save it for when they're older like the muns. Haru moves to the kitchen table, a little bounce in her step, and sets the box as well as the other presents down on it.]
These are actually from both Maman and myself. [She shakes her wrist a bit - still pretty itchy there, especially after one of the boxes brushed up against it.] I'd recommend opening the white box first!
[And if Yusuke does, he'll find a strawberry shortcake, made with spongecake and whipped cream, the traditional Japanese way to do so.]
... I think we can feel worn out whenever our bodies decide it is time to feel worn out. [ Says the guy who consistently pulls 24 hour days, I WONDER WHY HE'S WORN OUT A LOT, GEEZ.
The wrist shake isn't missed. His own has been h e l l but he's taken to patting at his wrist whenever it starts in an attempt to stave off scratching. ]
Oh...?
[ Hold up then, it's time to open the box and... oh. The smell of fresh cream and fruits is strong, and it looks beautiful. ] Did you make this yourself? It looks beautiful...!
[yusuke at this rate you're gonna get your first grey hair at like, 22
But it's birthday time! Haru nods at that, radiating pride over her work.]
I did! [Since they're in the kitchen, and Haru's been here enough to know where everything is by heart, she moves to get a couple of plates, forks, and napkins.] I did some research regarding Japanese desserts and pastries. I didn't realize they made shortcakes differently until then! [And though she does grab things to eat said shortcake with, she doesn't cut the cake just yet. She knows Yusuke might want to admire it first.]
I only know the way my mother used to make them - how would you make a shortcake? [ Soft and fluffy, with cream and strawberries was really the only way he could think of.
This looks incredibly similar to those - delicate and fluffy, with a light dusting of sugar. ]
How many attempt did this take? [ HE'S. JUST BEING CURIOUS. ]
I've always been taught to make it almost like a custard: light and crumbly. It'd be a little more intense in flavor as well! [And Haru loves intense flavors, but she can appreciate a cake that isn't so, with its lighter flavor complimenting the strawberries and cream.]
A few. Making the cake was simple enough, but stabilizing the whipped cream took more effort. Not doing so would make the cake soggy and unbalanced, and I wanted to make it perfect for your birthday.
[She didn't mind eating the mistakes, though. Neither did her mother.]
Another time, I didn't cut the layers quite right, so it turned out lopsided. But after that, I finally made this one!
[Strawberries aren't in season, unfortunately, so those came from a store rather than her own backyard. They're still very delicious, though!]
You can get any kind of cake from me any time! But I wanted to give you something related to your native country for this. [She moves closer to him to hug him around the middle, cheek against his collarbone.] You deserve something special for your birthday!
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So the knock at the door is answered with little in the way of expectation, and... blinks? ]
--Haru?
[ Whoa, wait. ]
Ah--do you need a hand? [ Why is she carrying so much stuff?? ]
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[There's still a box sitting on the floor of her moped! She just didn't want that one potentially tipping over. Once Yusuke's taken some of the presents, which are all wrapped neatly, Haru goes back to grab the other box, this one just a plain white one.
As she makes it back to the door,] Happy birthday, Yusuke! You've caught up to me once more!
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Ah...
[ He's still stood in the doorway looking a little bewildered when Haru comes back with the box, and only moves when it's to follow Haru into the room. ]
Yes, I always manage to. Anything you can warn me about being another year older? Anything to look out for?
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Something very important. [As she passes Yusuke, she gives him a kiss on the cheek, then tips her head while drawing out her next few words:] Nothing changes.
Of course, it's a thrill being nineteen! But to me, it doesn't feel any different than being eighteen.
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almost on autopilot, he leans down to make her chosen job of kissing his cheek easier to achieve, straightening up again almost automatically. ]
I'm beginning to think that's the secret of ageing. We're made to think it's all terrifying and new, and then nothing actually changes... but we've worried ourselves subconsciously and worn ourselves out.
[ yusuke no. ]
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[Save it for when they're older
like the muns. Haru moves to the kitchen table, a little bounce in her step, and sets the box as well as the other presents down on it.]These are actually from both Maman and myself. [She shakes her wrist a bit - still pretty itchy there, especially after one of the boxes brushed up against it.] I'd recommend opening the white box first!
[And if Yusuke does, he'll find a strawberry shortcake, made with spongecake and whipped cream, the traditional Japanese way to do so.]
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The wrist shake isn't missed. His own has been h e l l but he's taken to patting at his wrist whenever it starts in an attempt to stave off scratching. ]
Oh...?
[ Hold up then, it's time to open the box and... oh. The smell of fresh cream and fruits is strong, and it looks beautiful. ] Did you make this yourself? It looks beautiful...!
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But it's birthday time! Haru nods at that, radiating pride over her work.]
I did! [Since they're in the kitchen, and Haru's been here enough to know where everything is by heart, she moves to get a couple of plates, forks, and napkins.] I did some research regarding Japanese desserts and pastries. I didn't realize they made shortcakes differently until then! [And though she does grab things to eat said shortcake with, she doesn't cut the cake just yet. She knows Yusuke might want to admire it first.]
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I only know the way my mother used to make them - how would you make a shortcake? [ Soft and fluffy, with cream and strawberries was really the only way he could think of.
This looks incredibly similar to those - delicate and fluffy, with a light dusting of sugar. ]
How many attempt did this take? [ HE'S. JUST BEING CURIOUS. ]
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I've always been taught to make it almost like a custard: light and crumbly. It'd be a little more intense in flavor as well! [And Haru loves intense flavors, but she can appreciate a cake that isn't so, with its lighter flavor complimenting the strawberries and cream.]
A few. Making the cake was simple enough, but stabilizing the whipped cream took more effort. Not doing so would make the cake soggy and unbalanced, and I wanted to make it perfect for your birthday.
[She didn't mind eating the mistakes, though. Neither did her mother.]
Another time, I didn't cut the layers quite right, so it turned out lopsided. But after that, I finally made this one!
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I've... never heard of a custard like shortcake. Only the sort you've made today. How interesting.
[ He's 100% plucking a strawberry off the top and enjoying the heck out of it, because. Delicious strawberry. Don't mind him. ]
It looks wonderful - all the effort you put in paid off. Although I would have been happy to have any cake from you, your baking is delicious.
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You can get any kind of cake from me any time! But I wanted to give you something related to your native country for this. [She moves closer to him to hug him around the middle, cheek against his collarbone.] You deserve something special for your birthday!
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When he's hugged, he gently rests a hand around Haru's upper back and leans into the hug. Birthday hugs are good hugs. ]
Thank you. If it's like the things you usually bake, I am certain it will be delicious.
[ He has been very spoiled today. It's... nice. ]
Hold on a moment, I'll go and get a knife and some plates.
[ Because if there is cake they should eat the cake!! ]