Maybe, maybe not.

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Characters: Lucy & Sougo.
Location: Casualty Communal, Lucy's room.
Rating: PG-PG-13 for S&M.
Time: After Sougo's network post/demand here.
Description: So he's going on a mission and though she's filled to the brim with mixed feelings, she wants to send him off with a smile ... and cocoa.

Lucy placed two cups of hot cocoa down on the table, blowing on the tips of her fingers to get rid of the heat that was left clinging to them. Heading towards the fridge, she pulled out some whipped cream, absent-mindedly placing them on the counter next to the cups before closing the fridge with her foot. “So I only need to add this…” and she scanned the room momentarily, before the sprinkles came within sight, “and that!”

She skipped over towards it, quickly taking it from the table and sparing a glance towards the clock feature on her communicator. Thinking it was about time, she made her way back to the kitchen, sprinkles in hand and completely ready to add the finishing touches.

Sougo did say she was the best at it (actually, he just said he did it better, but skewing one or two facts didn’t hurt, right), after all and she wasn’t going to disappoint.

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“Well, if that’s all…” her voice trailed off as she thoughtfully looked over at the crumpled paper in her hand. Everything that came out of Sougo’s mouth struck Lucy as … infinitely doubtful, but she supposed it was inevitably part of his … character traits or whatever he mentioned before. Or something.

She perked up at his thanks, a little surprised before replying with a fairly pleased smile, "you're welcome, Sougo." There was a pause before she added, "and I'll make it for you again. You know, after you come back from your mission."

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There was a small quirk of his lips after her offer. She really was a nice girl -- a nice, easily manipulated girl. And to be honest, Sougo wasn't used to having that in his life. Mostly the girls were spineless or....Kagura. Or his sister. And Lucy seemed to have a lot of his sister's traits which made him attach himself to her...but at the same time her own differences that attracted him as well. Idly, he wondered if he was using her as a grieving tool to get over Mitsuba's death.

He approached Lucy, standing in front of her. This was goodbye for a little while, right? And he didn't know what to say. He'd walked over with the intention of hugging her, but now that he got there it seemed a bit awkward. This wasn't in the context of their date. No holiday magic or festival festivities were in the works to propel actions forward -- so Sougo was stuck.

He reached upward -- giving her a little ruffle to her hair (good M, good M), "I'm counting on it. Don't disappoint me, alright?"

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The awkwardness was, without doubt, contagious and Lucy could definitely feel it now.

Honestly, it’d be a lie to say she wasn’t worried or concerned about the entire thing. Or that she’d like to push her point further or even that she wanted a promise or two out of him, whether casually made or not. But, somehow, at the same time, she realized she didn’t need any of that. After all, her trust in him went without saying.

She shyly ducked her head a little in response, “Of course not! … I’ll definitely include more blue ones next time, too!” Then there was a smile (and maybe a raised hand, smoothing out her hair), “you too, work hard, Sougo. I’ll be cheering you on.”

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"You better be pretty loud. Europe's far away. I'll have a hard time hearing you otherwise." He shoved his hand in the pocket of his slacks, abandoning the idea of the hug. Things were easier like this. Less complicated, anyway. Sougo turned away from her.

"But your default is pretty loud -- so imagine how much more noisy you can be if you actually try," he had faith in her to withhold her end as well. He didn't turn back around, simply offered a single handed wave before making his way to the door.