Random Kny One Shots [Requests Closed] Summer night | {ShinoMitsu}

Theme: Fluff

Note: this is short :3 i wrote it last night bc it feels like summer, tho it’s still spring..

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Ice cream. Strawberry ice cream, preferably. That was what Mitsuri’s go-to snack was in summer. She loved sakura mochi—truly, it showed. But she just adored the cold sweet, soothing her nerves against the hot, summer air. But she loved it best when she sat on the porch, her girlfriend on her lap and a pint of ice cream in her hand. She would spoon it, occasionally into her own mouth, sometimes in Shinobu’s. Then she’d kiss her, laughing at how odd it felt, the momentary cold against her lips.

In summer, nights were warm too. It was better at night, though, the warmth. It was simply remaining heat from the day, considerably less harsh. So she liked being outside during this time, enjoyed the quietness despite her own exuberant self. 

 She liked the occasional light seen from over the trees, from neighborhoods around her. The soothing chatter as she and Shinobu spoke quietly about their days, laughing here and there at a comment the other made. The moon, proud in the sky, though not always visible. The clouds dotting the dark, blueberry-colored sky here and there. Crickets chirping in the distance.

She loved it, really. It was peaceful.

She preferred to wear lighter clothing. Perhaps a nightgown, shorts, and nothing more. Would pad around the porch, ignoring Shinobu’s nag about not going barefoot on wood. She would plop down, stealing a container of ice cream from the freezer and tugging Shinobu onto her lap, resting an arm around her. 

“Oh no… I forgot a spoon,” Mitsuri pouted, already comfortable.

Shinobu would inevitably laugh, conjure a spoon from her hand. “I thought you would.”

 Mitsuri smiled but, when she went to grab the spoon, Shinobu only moved her hand away, snatching the ice cream.

“…Shinobu-san! That’s mean!” Mitsuri whined.

Shinobu paid no mind to this, opening the container and scooping ice cream into her mouth, giving Mitsuri a teasing smile. “I lof you,” she’d murmur, having eaten too much at once, the cold biting at her tongue.

Mitsuri’s mouth would curl into a smile—against her own will—and she’d laugh. “I love you, too.”

Shinobu dipped the spoon back into the container, frowning when it wouldn’t go through right away. She pushed harder, nearly denting the metal before managing to get a scoop. She’d turn, precariously balancing herself on Mitsuri while holding the container in one hand, spoon in the other. Then she’d feed Mitsuri, kissing the ice cream that didn’t make it into her mouth that had smeared over her top lip.

“I lof yo—mff…” Mitsuri would try, before another spoonful of the icy, strawberry cream was stuffed into her mouth, choking a soft laugh from her. “Shinobu!” 

The said girl replied with a sly smile, going back to eating. 

And they would sit there, together, for a while. Until either one was nodding off to sleep and they had to retreat back inside, in the warmth of the house, buried beneath a thin blanket and an embrace full of adoration. 

Mitsuri loved summer nights. They were one of her favorite times ever. 

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I JS REALIZED HOW LITTLE SHINOMITSU PICTURES I HAVE IN MY GALLERY 😭