Winter Writing Challenge Day 16: Christmas Cookies
WWC13. For Cori.
11/31
Day 16: Christmas Cookies
Satoshi was never one for sweets. He spent most of his days eating a single bread roll for lunch and bowl of rice for dinner, and included other nutrition as necessary. Sweets were not part of that nutrition.
But as the holidays came around, it seemed it was inevitable that he'd at least run into them--the smell of freshly-baked gingerbread cookies and fruit cakes wafted through the air as he walked home from school, and peppermint permeated his senses when the other students sucked on candy canes during class. He had long ago learned that telling them not to eat candy canes in school was fruitless, so he stopped bothering now.
He never planned to eat any of those things--he never saw a need to.
Until Daisuke stopped him after school at the lockers, holding something out for him.
"Towa-chan and Argentine send their regards... and it's from me too, of course."
Satoshi blinked slowly, glancing at the plain white box in Daisuke's hands from over the rim of his glasses. "...Both of them?"
"Yeah, Mom and Towa-chan were teaching Argentine how to bake cookies, so we have a lot at home. They're pretty good--Argentine's not half-bad." Daisuke grinned cheerfully. "Towa-chan and Argentine both wanted you to know how thankful they are to you, or something. I don't really get it, but they said you'd understand."
"I... see. Thank you." Satoshi took the box steadily, still looking down at it. "Give them my regards as well, then."
"Sure! Happy holidays, Hiwatari-kun." Daisuke waved, heading off to home.
Satoshi walked home slowly that day, idly wondering why he had been thought of.
When he got to his apartment, he set down the box and went about his usual routine--pausing only every so often when it caught his attention out of the corner of his eye.
He took a break from filing reports and making phone calls, opening the box and looking inside. Christmas cookies... sloppy-looking circular things (which he assumed were probably Towa's doing), covered in a thin layer of red-green-white-yellow icing and a touch of cinnamon or rainbow sprinkles.
"Hm." He hummed to himself, taking a cookie and trying a bite. It was sweet... not what he was used to, but...
He smiled to himself, eating the cookie idly as he went back to looking over his reports. He was never one for sweets, but maybe just this once, he would allow himself to indulge in it. It was Christmas, after all.
