You pressed your lips together firmly, giving them a nice pop to make sure the chapstick fully coated your slightly chapped skin. It was a new brand, but it glided across your lips smoothly and didn’t taste all too bad.

As you absentmindedly begin licking your lips, taking in the slightly sweey flavor as you go about your business Hizashi sneaks up behind you.

“What flavor is that?”

His question startles you initially, but you had long since grown used to his odd appearances. Being coworkers meant you got to know his quirks (both literal and figurative) inside and out. And this was just one of them, one that could be slightly annoying but weirdy endearing as well.

You span around in your chair, the paperwork (or whatever it was) left alone for the moment. Work could wait for a quick conversation, it wasn’t urgent anyway.

“Oh! Cherry, wanna try?” Hizashi glances at the chapstick you were holding out to him, a slightly questioning look on his face. As if he was about to do something dumb.

And knowing him, he definitely was.

“Hiazashi-?” Suddenly his lips hit yours for a brief moment, before he pulled away and smacked his lips. Judging the flavor.

What the….