Laika Fam Oneshots

Sweet Guesses

"Okay, this is a nut.." he told her

"But what kind exactly though?" She snicker

Oh shoot

Right, there are a bunch of varieties of nut

He paused and tried to understood the flavor as he slumped his body on the counter in deep thought, he started to be silent, stern and analytic, like the ones he usually does when there was something difficult he had to comprehend on his work, in that way, that might be able to organize his thoughts

And to his unoticed, it was also one of the things that likes to stare at him with that kind of demeanor, as much as she adored his dorky side and being affectionate on their comfort zone

There was just something attracting in him when those gaze turned serious all of a sudden

It hits different, and definitely giving her heart skips uncontrollably

He finally snapped from his thoughts "Erm...was it a peanut?" He unsurely answered until he heard her chuckled

At that moment, he already knew that he made a grave mistake

"No, it's cashews.." she corrected him

Wybie sighed and scratched his head

"Ahhhhhhh, dang it, I knew I should have taken it seriously..." he cried out

"Oh wow, I felt bad for you Wybourne, you were able to fix cars but yet you can't recognize nuts.." she roasted him as she laugh

Oh wow, just wow

Wybie placed his hands on his waist

"Says the one that still doesn't even recognize a poison oak, let alone being a florist.." he shot back at her with a grin

Ah right, of course he would call her back

He really read her well

"Oh yeah? Wanna bet on that next guess?" She smug in irritance

"I mean, I'm already blindfolded here but that won't be enough to stop me.." he reasoned, leveling her energy

She still had her lost shot for this, it was a 50/50 case, it seems she had found his weakness

He had a difficulty of recognizing things he rarely tasted, evidence were enough from those cashews, it really put him off unexpectedly

She watched him as ge too was trying to brace himself of what's going to happened next

Of course he has to know, especially that she already found a pattern for it, and that was enough to place him in a coldsweat of anticipation

What would she try next? Another round of those nuts? Or maybe even worse another kind of branded seasonings, that would have been definitely a disaster

Time is running out for the both of them and there could only be one winner

She continue to stare at him for a very long time, forming, observing her next plot as his lips pursed in very uncomfortable way

Something unexpect huh?

She chuckled

He didn't expected for the last round was such a nerve wrecking now

At this point, does even winning matters now?

He heard the plate was placed on the table again, that must be the last one to guess

"You said as long as there was a flavor to taste right?" She asked, crossing her arms

He diligently nodded, half unsure and confused as to why she asked him that, without his noticed a faint playful smile formed on her lips