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Chapter 4: Vanilla Ice Cream, With Cherry On Top.
Wakasa pursed his lips. The walk towards the coffee shop is filled with nothing but silence. He could hear your light steps behind him but everything he glanced behind, he would only see you with your head bow down like there's something to magical plastered on the ground.
The white haired couldn't help but sigh. Is he really that scary? Last time he check, he look fabulous!
“We're here.” Wakasa lazily announced, setting his hand at the top of your. He saw you flinch but he didn't remove his hand at all. Without any change on his expression, he stood at the side and open the door, “Come on in.”
The waiter inside who's standing at the side couldn't help but show a stiff smile, his mouth twitching when they heard Wakasa's tone. ‘What is this, your house? Why do you sound like you're inviting a guest in?’
But instead of saying that, the waiter face revealed a smile. “Welcome!” The waiter's gaze then fell into you, the little girl following behind this overbearing white haired, and the smile from the waiter became so wide and genuine. It's like the previous thoughts didn't exist at all.
(Y/n) glance nervously inside before wordlessly stepping inside. Wakasa followed suit, closing the glass door before looking at the waiter who's looking at you with adoring eyes.
“Ah, welcome to our cafe! Woukd you like to seat on the first floor or on the second floor?” The waiter asked amiably with a very friendly smile.
‘What?’ Wakasa couldn't help but show a confused expression. He glance at the waiter then at you. ‘What kind of discrimination is this? When I came here last time they didn't even let me choose my seat!’
The white haired click his tongue and look down at you, “Hey, where do you wanna sit?”
You look up at him, too, and met those pair of lazy eyes. Blinking nervously, you quickly look away and muttered your answer. “Anything... Anything's fine.”
‘How adorable!’ The waiter was adoring you on the sidelines while Wakasa raised an eyebrow at your answer. He then look at the waiter.
“We're taking a seat at the second floor.” Wakasa said. The waiter nodded and immediately became serious when faced with Wakasa's bored face.
‘This guy looks like he can punch the life outta me! So scary!’ The waiter cried out inside their mind and immediately lead you two in the second floor, giving you a six-seat table near the window since there's not so many people in the shop. It's already noon, after all.
The waiter is also the one who handed you both the menu, before leaving you both to attend to the other few customers.
Wakasa directly picked up the menu and open it. You could see how his eyes lit up with unhidden delight upon seeing the tons of dessert that this shop has to offer.
“What do you want?” Wakasa asked, glancing up at you. Then he noticed that you didn't picked up the menu in front of you and immediately he frown, not letting you answer his question. “Don't answer me with 'I'm fine with anything.' go get the damn menu and pick what you like, my treat.”
His warnings sounded so bored but it has its intimidating tendencies. Wakasa was surprised when he saw you froze. You even open your mouth but is unable to say something. Wakasa thought that he's so harsh and curse himself internally. When he's about to coax you, or try 'try' to coax you however, he saw you picked up the menu and open it with elegance.
Fucking elegance. Wakasa thought it's so unusual. Your actions is so unhurried and you doesn't appear afraid anymore. In fact, your eyes seems to chance all of a sudden, like you're finally a bit comfortable with him.
'I'm sorry...what?' Wakasa tried to come up with answers why the aura change, and all he could come up with is his harsh words earlier.
Blinking, Wakasa decided to test the waters. He cleared his throat and soften his voice a bit. "So, found anything you like?"
Just like he expected, you pause and became a bit afraid and nervous, making Wakasa frown.
'What the hell?'
"Tsk." Wakasa thought he finally figure it out. In his mind, soft approach are trash when it comes to you and you feel more comfortable when spoken with a commanding tone.
"Quickly choose your order." Wakasa said bluntly, his eyes, however, showed a completely different expression. There's a bit of doting and pity. Pity when he thought of what kind of bizarre experience this little kid suffered to have this eccentric condition of feeling comfortable.
Hearing the bluntness, which comes off naturally from Wakasa, the little girl nodded and pointed at the vanilla ice cream and a slice of vanilla strawberry cake.
"Woah, so you really like Vanilla." Wakasa called to the waiter and handed their order before turning to you. He couldn't help but smile when he saw you looking out the window, gazing silently outside.
"So, how old are you?"
"I'm seven."
"Seven?" Wakasa raise an eyebrow and look at the kid up and down, "You're rather small given your age." Then he leaned closer, "Tell me, are you lost? Even though Shinichiro said he found you in an Alley, he never said you were lost. We can send you home if you knew the way."
You were silent for a while, looking at him. Wakasa fell silent too after being stared at by you. Your eyes really looks like Shinichiro. The color of obsidian and soulless gaze looks so perfectly identical to his friend that Wakasa couldn't help but associate you as Shinichiro's relative. But Shinichiro himself said otherwise.
"I don't wanna go home." You said, looking scared and nervous. This time, Wakasa nodded.
'Alright. A family problem.' He thought.
"Did you ran away home?"
You nodded at that. Just when Wakasa thought you ran away home because it's chaotic in your home, which he assumed your parents fight alot or something, you said something that made him froze.
"Some guys with guns came, and they shoot my dad....so I ran away from home."
