“_________, what flavor are you getting?” The line was long, filled with kids running around with their cups, and their parents trying to herd them back to the yogurt dispensers. It gave _________ and Tino ample amount of time to decide before they got up there. And yet, _________ was taking their sweet old time with the decision.
“Not sure yet, what about you?” _________ turned to face Tino, with a smile on their face. Tino made a small face of surprise, caught off guard by the question before returning the smile.
“There are just so many flavors, I want to try them all, but I think I’ll just get vanilla. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with all these new flavors. Especially with the fact that I might not like them at all.” _________ responded with a giggle-- hand over the mouth and everything.
“I understand completely. But you could go a little more adventurous than vanilla.” _________ added a hint of challenge in their tone of voice. However their challenged was met with the firm grip of Tino’s hand wrapping around their own and the delicate peck on the cheek.
“I think I’ll leave the adventures of yogurt tasting up to you.” ________ heard a light chuckle come from Tino and saw that his face displayed another one of his signature smiles. That always seemed to brighten ________’s day, even if it was already goin’ good.
“If you say so-- I’ll let you try a bite of mine anyway. I think...I’ll get the toffee flavor. Sounds good, yeah?” He nodded in response. _________ gave one last loving look to Tino before grabbing their own medium sized cup for the frozen yogurt dispensers. He followed close behind, selecting the same size as them. The line ended up moving faster after that, the bigger families having bought their yogurts already. ________ and Tino pulled the levers for the selected flavors, and let the frozen yogurt fill at least half their cup.
The toppings were always ________’s favorite part of the frozen yogurt building experience. And that was made apparent when they piled on the chocolate candies on top of the yogurt.
The cups were weighed and paid for-- Tino had pulled out his wallet before ________ could even process the amount the yogurt had come to. Guess that was settled quickly then, yeah?
Pulling ________ to the door, Tino suggested that they ate outside. It was nice out- and crowded inside so it seemed like the perfect place to eat.
________’s thighs flattened out on the chair as they sat down, and they crossed their feet, keeping one foot on the tip toe. Leaning forward, they scooped out some of the yogurt and offered it up for Tino to try. He happily complied, taking the bite in his mouth. His immediate response was to make a soft “Mmm” sound. He finished chewing the small chocolate candies, “That tastes really good, ________!”
“I knew it would be.” _________ said in a matter-of-fact sort of way. Gently stabbing the candy pieces, they mixed up the yogurt concoction before taking their own bite. Tino laughed lightly before digging into his own bowl.
“It sure is hot out.” Tino commented, making idle conversation. _________ just smiled.
“Hence why I suggested frozen yogurt.” ________ uncrossed their legs, and gently nudged Tino’s shin. “Hey, after this we should walk back to my place and go for a quick swim in the pool.”
“Sounds great-! It would really help cool off in this weather.” _________ gave a nod in agreement.
“We could even invite Anders and all of them-” When _________ said “Anders and all of them” they were referring to Tino’s friend group: Anders, Arvid, Eirikur, and Berwald. An interesting bunch to be around, but fun none the less. Especially with Anders’ boundless energy.
“That’s a great idea, _________!”
“Then it’s a plan,” _________ pulled out their phone and started a group chat with all of them, and of course the response was fairly positive.