—the little things.
prkjyg:
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in a way, she is, too, drawn away from reality, absorbed by the mesmerizing charm of julia’s dancing. rinae’s voice comes as a surprise in her ears, just loud enough to be heard over the melodic measures of music thrumming through the speakers of the radio. the child is shockingly blunt, not yet aware of proper conversation technique so jiyoung laughs heartily. it does well to dim the spark of embarrassment that takes hold of her when the (presumably) private compliment is divulged. “if you think your mother looks like a princess,” she begins in answers, attention still held by the woman in question. “i think your mother looks very much like a princess as well. she certainly dances like one. but i’m no prince so your mother is correct.”
just as the music begins to fade into a lingering nothingness, the timer for the oven dings! loudly, signalling that their meal is ready to be served. jiyoung, with rinae still held securely against her side, moves to turn off the stereo before the next song can mosey its way into their comfortable silence. “well, i think it’s time to eat. i’m sure you girls have worked up quite the appetite with all your fancy dancing.”
it was still with playful movements and steps that Julia made her way to the oven, a soft chuckle escaping from her thin lips as she leaned down to open the oven’s door, taking a look inside. The pizza seemed ready. She grabbed a pair of oven mitten and pulled the metallic plate with the pizzas out and set it onto the counter. ‘’ It seems our dinner is ready indeed! ‘’ The little one chuckled, clapping her hands together before offering a glimpse to the woman that was still holding her tight into her embrace. ‘’ Dinner is ready! Can I see the pizza I made?! ‘’ After turning off the oven and taking off the mitten, she approached the other woman and grabbed her child, bringing back close to the plate to have a look at the pizzas. Most of them seemed normal except for one that had most of the ingredients on it, it was Rinae’s. ‘’ Oh! It’s so beautiful! I will e-- ‘’ She was interrupted by her mother, who at the same time pinched her nose playfully. ‘’ Nope, I’ll be the one eating it. It’s only mommy that eats what my sweetheart makes. ‘’ Not that she didn’t want her daughter to her the one she made herself, but Rinae had the habit of making really bad meal (even when only helping to make them), and since Julia was an expert at eating it and saying it was good, it was better this way. It wasn’t that bad, but not something someone would enjoy eating. The lips of the little one formed a small pout before curving back to a smile as Rinae stated : ‘’ Mahh!! You always eat whatever I make! ‘’ The young mother ruffled her daughter’s hair before setting her onto the floor and pointing her the dinner’s table. ‘’ Rinae, go show our guest her seat while I prepare the pizzas for our meal. ‘’ The child nodded, and ran directly back to the older woman, grabbing her hand and pulling her to the table. She pointed the middle seat. ‘’This is your seat, I will be on the right and mommy on the left, okay? ‘’
