Cote random Oneshots!

The world's greatest equation

I was suddenly hit with the motivation to write more material for the only ship in COTE that I'm coping myself with; Kiyotaka x Yuki!

We were instructed to partake ourselves in a marriage of convenience. Why? We were not told. From infancy, childhood, up till' adolescence, we were told not to question and just do. The White Room has always operated like that, and throughout each curriculum thrusted upon us, we learned to grow under. And adapt.

However, there were only two students left in our education.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka, that is me.

And Yuki-- err, Ayanokouji Yuki. That is her.

It's been a few weeks since we got married.

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" How does it taste?"

" Good as usual."

She pouts. What's with that disappointed look on your face?

" Is something wrong?"

" That's what you said before, you know..."

" Is it not a compliment?"

" It's the same compliment! Every single time!"

She flails her hands in the air as if I'm not the one understanding what's happening. And truthfully, I didn't. What was she so reactive about? I complimented her because that's my genuine reaction to her cooking, nothing more and nothing less. And yet, she continues to pester me for something different...

" Yuki, why don't you put it to me straight. Flailing your arms in the air won't help me understand the situation any better, if there even is anything to understand to begin with." 

I muttered the last part as quiet as I could. But judging by her unimpressed expression, she clearly heard that.

" Kiyotaka. I've been cooking most of our meals for the past few weeks since we got...." She began blushing and whispering the last part. " Married."