Summary: Momo is a pig. Kaidoh is a grump. They are OTP. (~375 words)
A/N: found this drabble from who knows how long ago on my external harddrive. Figured I would post it here. :D
Momo isn't picky about ice cream flavors. Today when he and Kaidoh are at the ice cream parlor on their third not-really-date (which happens to be just as food-centric as the previous two, although that's honestly not Momo's doing) he orders a giant waffle cone with everything on it.
"You're such a pig," Kaidoh says, content with his small cup of chocolate frozen yogurt.
Momo grins and takes a long slurping lick of his ice cream. "You're just jealous."
Kaidoh rolls his eyes. "Yeah, like that's an explanation for everything."
Momo kicks Kaidoh's knee under the table.
Kaidoh kicks back so hard Momo nearly drops his ice cream cone. "Hey!"
"Idiot, you started it."
"You called me a pig!"
"Well, you are."
"And you're a snake."
"Better a snake than a pig."
Momo scowls and turns back to his ice cream cone, ignoring Kaidoh's glare. At least the ice cream doesn't give him dirty looks. In fact, it gives him really seductive, melty, come-hither looks. Momo takes a big bite into the ice cream and of course it's a mistake. Brain freeze.
Kaidoh raises an eyebrow when Momo's face twists up, his eyes squeezed shut.
"Are you okay?"
Momo nods. "Headache," he whines.
"Moron." Kaidoh takes a delicate bite of his yogurt, purses his lips around it, swallows, and then hisses, "You're disgusting. I don't know why I'm even here."
Momo leans across the table and dips his finger into Kaidoh's cup. Kaidoh practically squawks in annoyance. "You wanted to come when you called me about it this morning," Momo says, winking suggestively.
"You said tennis."
"I was hungry!"
"You said that two burgers and a meat bun ago!"
Momo shrugs. "I'm a growing athlete."
"So am I, but you don't see me eating half of Tokyo." Kaidoh spoons another bite of yogurt into his mouth, and this time a bit of it lingers on the corner of his lips.
"You've got... uh…" Momo starts. The ice cream is really mesmerizing and Momo can't help but stare. He's never seen Kaidoh with food on his face before.
"What," Kaidoh replies flatly. "Spit it out, Momoshiro."
Momo just grins. "Nothing. Nothing at all." Maybe if he plays his cards right, he'll get to lick it off later.