Hana Bakemono

The young woman looked up at her fiance with her eyebrows raised, blinking a few times in confusion, her mind working slowly to try and understand just what the man had admitted to with her. The two of them had been talking once again about Abel’s time at the rehabilitation center with Alfons and the man had let slip that Alfons had been the one to get his first kiss.

“…Are you serious?!” she demanded, interrupting his story about the time he had actually struck another patient in defense of Alfons.

“Vell he was going to hurt…”

“Not about that story! The other one! Alfons and the first kiss!” she said with a shake of her head.

Abel couldn’t help but blush, looking away and playing with his glasses, looking everywhere except his fiance. “Umm…”

“I wasn’t your first kiss?!” Annette asked.

“Uhh…maybe ve should nicht talk about it…”

“Why not?”

“Hallo!” Alfons chirped, popping up behind Annette. “Was ist zhe matter?”

“Abel told me that I wasn’t his first kiss!” Annette said.

“…Oh dear…he told you about how I kissed him?” Alfons asked, not seeing Abel’s furtive signals behind Annette to try and lie to her about it.

Abel groaned and slapped a hand over his eyes. This wasn’t going to end well for the man, he just knew it based on how Annette was looking at Alfons oddly, her head tilted to one side and her eyes wide in disbelief.

“…What?” she finally asked.

“Vell…it vas back at zhe clinic,” Alfons said with a small shrug of his shoulders. “I cannicht remember it all actually but I remember zhat I vas zhe one who kissed him out of novhere after he mentioned being mein freund I zhink,” he added to try and help Abel out of this mess.

Annette could only sigh and shake her head at the two of them, crossing her arms over her chest. “You both seem to have a lot of stories about your time together that you haven’t shared with me…”

“Vell it vas in zhe past,” Alfons reminded her. “It is better to focus on zhe present now, ja?”

“That’s just you trying to change the subject.”

“…Is it zhat obvious?” he asked with a blush. “But…I promise you, I vas zhe one who stole zhe kiss,” he added.

“Oh are you?” Annette asked, placing her hands on her hips, “And just how did you manage to do that?” she asked, ignoring Abel as his face grew redder and redder by the second.

Alfons answered her by kissing her on the lips, making her raise her eyebrows in surprise and Abel letting out a surprised yelp. “You see? It is easy to steal kisses,” Alfons giggled at the speechless couple.

This was SO adorable!!!

Then suddenly, threesomes!