Daisuke
The park looked smaller than I remembered.
The swings were older.
The paint on the basketball court had faded.
And the skate park across the street was covered in new graffiti.
But somehow the place still felt exactly the same.
Mostly because she was here again.
"We're here," I said finally, parking the car.
Nova looked out the windshield slowly.
"...A park?"
A small smile pulled at my mouth as I killed the engine.
"Not just any park."
Recognition slowly crossed her face while she looked toward the skate park across the street.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
A laugh escaped her softly.
"This is where we met that night."
The late afternoon sun stretched gold across the grass while kids screamed somewhere near the playground in the distance.
For a second I just watched her take everything in again.
I grabbed the cooler from the backseat.
"You hungry?"
"You brought food?"
"I cooked."
Her eyebrows lifted immediately.
"You cooked cooked?"
"Relax."
"I'm just saying." She followed beside me smiling. "You keep this up you'll become a house husband."
I snorted quietly while setting everything down at one of the picnic tables beneath the trees.
The second I opened the cooler she blinked.
"Daisuke."
"What?"
"There's enough food in here to feed a family of six."
"You said you were hungry."
She stared at me for a second before laughing softly under her breath.
That sound still did something dangerous to my chest every single time.
"You made all this?" she asked while looking through the containers.
"Most of it, hurry up and try it."
She shook her head smiling before finally taking a bite.
The second her eyes widened, satisfaction settled instantly in my chest.
"There it is," I smirked.
"Oh my God."
"Told you."
"This is actually unfair."
"Why?"
"You're attractive and can cook. Pick a struggle."
A laugh escaped me quietly.
"Sounds like jealousy."
"Maybe a little bit."
I watched her continue eating while sunlight flickered softly through the trees above us.
God.
I could do this forever.
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The Supernova Effect
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