Colourful

Cream Puffs

I wanted to write out a little something to show my appreciation since I don't think a simple thank you can cut all the love I've been receiving! Thanks for the comments, follows, votes and most importantly your patience~

*Note that this extra follows after Chapter 12.5: Ami from main story Splash of Color

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Satanoka Ami. Hanamaki Takahiro.

Hanamaki glances at the names on the board for cleaning duty that day before he glances at the flyer he received on his way to school.

Limited edition cream puffs.

His eyes darted back and forth, trying to make a proper decision before nodding to himself. He'll quickly go get it and come back. If everything went according to plan, then he'd be able to grab the cream puffs, go back to school and fulfill his cleaning duty and go home after a good day's work.

That is, of course, what Hanamaki planned.

Currently, he had no words for the scene he saw in front of him. His classmate who was considerably shorter than himself, had made a makeshift tool to erase the words on the higher parts of the blackboard.

The corner of Hanamaki's lips quirked up in amusement, taking a second to compose himself before fully opening the door to the class room, the sound making Ami turn her attention to the noise.

"...What are you going to do with that?" Hanamaki willed himself to keep the amused tone of his voice from being noticed, not wanting his classmate to get angrier at him for being late—even if the said classmate looked ridiculous holding a broom with a taped chalkboard eraser on it.

He blinked down at Ami who was currently expressing her frustrations on him. "Where have you been Hanamaki-san?!"

Truth be told, Ami couldn't have looked any less intimidating holding the contraption she made. Hanamaki bit the inside of his cheek to maintain his straight face, he knew from experience that one wrong move would make things difficult.

...He'll have to thank Oikawa for that lesson...

Not wanting to Ami to see him struggling to keep his composure, Hanamaki makes careful steps towards to her and pulls off the chalkboard eraser from the confines of the tape and the broom. The slight twitch from Ami makes him promptly back away from her, not wanting to intimidate her.

With the chalkboard eraser in his hand, Hanamaki moves towards the chalkboard and proceeds by easily erasing the remaining words on the board, ignoring the hard stare burning through his back.

Hanamaki bit the inside of his cheek in thought. He didn't want Ami to continue to still be upset with him tomorrow and if they were partners for cleaning duty again, it would be difficult. Thinking a little more, a lightbulb flashes in his mind when it reminds him about the cream puffs he bought.

After placing the chalkboard eraser on the holder at the bottom of the board, Hanamaki walks over to Ami, holding up the plastic bag containing the cream puffs before explaining why he was late and offering her one.

"Don't mind if I do!"

The moment Ami beams at him, all Hanamaki could do was nod at her. She bounced back so fast—not that he minded; it was nice that she forgave him so quickly.

But what takes back Hanamaki the most was the smile Ami sent his way. He couldn't describe it...but if he could compare it, he'd say it reminded him of a cream puff. It was light and fluffy, containing subtle sweetness—all in one little treat.