𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐊𝐄𝐘 - 𝐑. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

THIRTEEN
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  Zumi reached her hand up to press the doorbell of the average-sized house that was painted a greyish-blue color on the outside, and waited for someone to open the door. The house was quite neat with green plants on the porch placed inside red clay pots that stood over the wooden ledge.

  There was also a mini table and chairs at the front, one of them being a very small plastic one filled with princess stickers - she softly chuckled, that's probably his cousin's.

    The door suddenly opens and she is greeted by the view of Suna who was breathing quite heavily with his brown hair sticking up in all sorts of directions, his face slightly contorted to a grimace with his eyes half-lidded in obvious exhaustion.

    Zumi raised her brow at this and asked, "What have you been doing?"

  Right after seeing Zumi who wore shirt and sweatpants, looking much presentable compared to him, he was a bit embarrassed to be seen with such a haggard look.

    He scratched the back of his head then said, "Sorry uh, my cousin was running around the house with my jelly sticks." He glances down at his appearance then breathily added, "Hence this look. And uh, come in."

    He opens the door wider, leading her inside after she closes the door right behind her. She examined the house that was now messy, contrasting the house's exteriors and it was probably because Suna was chasing her around, probably ending with them accidentally messing up the pillows that were supposed to be on the sofa and a few displays.

    All of a sudden, he yelled making Zumi jolt in her place, "Yuma! Come down here!" He breathes out, ruffling his hair tiredly before mumbling under his breath, "I swear, this little brat is a lot of work."

    A little girl that she estimated, probably standing until her hip, ran down the stairs with a plastic tiara placed on her curly mop of brown hair which was the complete opposite of what Suna's hair was like. She had a grin plastered on her face while holding a matching plastic wand, complimenting the yellow dress that she wore. She also had adorable freckles that scattered across her face which made Zumi want to coo.

    If there was one thing that Zumi liked besides drawing, it was children. Becoming friends with children was something that wasn't hard to do because of the fact that they don't cause much drama. And that was enough reason for her to like them.

    The little girl tilted her head up to look at Zumi, staring at her with wide eyes before running behind the legs of her cousin and clutching the back of his shorts. She peeked from behind him then tugged Suna down to her level, whispering something to his ear.

    "Can she wear a princess costume with me?"

    Suna raises his brow at the absurd thing that she just whispered then answered flatly, "Absolutely not."

    Zumi tilts her head to the side in confusion, not hearing what they were talking about before kneeling down as well, giving the Yuma a light smile then held out her hand, "Hello Yuma, I'm Zumi. It's nice to meet you."

    Yuma slowly unclasped her hand on Suna's shorts then answered with a small voice and accepted her hand, "H-Hi..."

    Suna furrows his brows at the sudden change of his cousin's personality then said, "Why are you suddenly so quiet? A while ago, you were just screaming the lyrics of Sofia the First."