Madoka would step through the door to the small house and lay out on the couch, stretching a bit before hearing a slight squeaking sound. Looking down would reveal she’d been beaten to the post-work couch slump by her roommate and girlfriend Kyoko Sakura.

“Work sucks.”

“It does."

Despite knowing where she was sitting Madoka felt no real need to stop using the redhead as a pillow and she would make no mention of the small box sitting next to the door. Instead she’d fish for the remote and turn on the afternoon dramas she liked to watch. Kyoko wouldn’t even try to move and would just lean a bit to look around her girlfriend and watch the shows she pretended to hate.

When the next commercial break hit Madoka would give Kyoko a break and stand up. Walking to her room to change she would step out into the living room and take a seat on the couch. As soon as she was comfortable Kyoko would slide into her lap and turn around to watch TV.

"So is all this close contact going to become a thing now?”

“It’s almost like we’re a couple or something, yeesh.”

“Gross.”

Giggling softly, Madoka would take advantage of the next break to go get the box by the door.

“Get ready to give me some sugar, okay?”

“Alright, now you’re talkin’."

Kyoko thought she was going to get a kiss and would close her eyes and lean forward, but what touched her lips instead would be a tasty and fresh apple-flavored slice of cake. Without missing a beat the redhead would eat the entire slice.

"Not what I was expecting.”

“Better?”

“Not… better. Nice, but not better.”

“Good answer.”

Madoka’s job as a baker in a cookie-cutter superstore didn’t leave her much creative freedom, but she loved to cook and she had the cutest taste-tester in the world at home willing to try whatever she wanted to cook up.

“So… can I have some sugar for real?”

“Of course.”