#shoutout to when eula came out and then hit everyone with the gay gun so real

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New Discovery

(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ Happy Belated Birthday Eula!!!! Go have some fun (flirt) with your gf~

Tktober Prompt Day 25: New Discovery

Tags: Eulamber (established), food, birthday!

“You… made all this?”

Eula breathes in the savory scent of steak wafting in the air, eyes brimming with curiosity upon stumbling on Amber humming in the kitchen, a cute bunny apron tied around her waist as she worked. The kitchen was washed in the sun’s gentle rays as Eula’s eyes roamed the delicious spread of food upon her table, looking no different from Sara’s delectable cooking at Good Hunter’s. But whereas a Good Hunter order usually came in white cartons and thin bags, the melted smears of butter on the serving spoons and still bubbling fats spoke to a homier chef.

One that seemed right at home in Eula’s kitchen, apparently.

“Yep!” Amber beamed, smacking her wet hands onto her apron.

“I can’t believe it.” Eula huffed walking around the table in awe. When was the last time amber make steak that wasn’t burnt? “You did?”

“Hey! I worked really hard on this!”

Eula chuckled, tracing the table with a finger. Despite the messier plating, there was no dust on her usually abandoned dining table (she much preferred to eat out rather than cook for one at home). Amber hadn’t just cooked—she must’ve woken up before dawn to clean out the kitchen entirely before cooking. She circled the table to Amber’s pout before cupping her in her hands and pressing a kiss against those puckered lips. She tasted like uncooked flour and Eula smiled.

“What?”

“Nothing.” Eyes fond. “I didn’t realize you were such a good cook. It’s a new discovery.”

“Hehe, well, when I told them it was for your birthday, everyone pitched in. Diluc let me borrow Angel Share to roast these meats, Kaeya brought me some wine for the noodles, Noelle helped with the ingredients… everyone, really!” Amber grinned, perching on her tiptoes to kiss Eula. “Everyone wanted you to know how loved you are for your birthday.”

Her cheeks reddened. “I-is that so?”

“You’re so cute, Eula!” Amber giggled, kissing her on both cheeks with a pleased hop in her steps. “Of course we did!”

“That’s—!” Eula huffed, flustered. Truly, how could Amber be calling her cute when she was prancing in her kitchen wearing a bunny apron, skipping on her toes. Gah, she was so, so cute… “Be careful, or I’ll have to take vengeance on you.”

“That’s okay, I don’t really mind—ehehe! Eulahaha!”

Amber jumped as she slid her hands beneath the apron, blinking in surprise at the warmth of bare skin. She’d been so caught up in the cuteness of the apron that she hadn’t noticed Amber was sans uniform today; the breezy cut of her tunic reminded Eula of her old Ludi Harpistrum outfit as she brushed her hands over the bare stomach.

She swallowed. “W-what is with your attire? Showing so much is hardly honorable for a knight you should realize…!”

“It’s juhahast clothehes! Eulhaha, listen to meheheehee!” Amber squirmed, giggling as Eula’s nails traced over her belly and onto her sides, knees threatening to buckle beneath her when she brushed her hips. Eula bit her lip; how frustrating, that all her laughter did was make her cuter.

“All it does is expose your weaknesses!”

“It’s fihiheheheHEHEHENEE!”

“It most definitely is not!”

Eula’s hands crawled upwards, seeking out the soft touch of fabric as the apples of Amber’s cheeks flushed ruddy red in her laughter. Her own face was no better however, tinted a bright pink as the warmth of her girlfriend almost seemed to radiate where they were flush. She could have blamed it on the cinnamon in the air, the bright sunshine seeping into the kitchen, the comfort of a hearty, home-cooked meal; yet as quickly as the excuses came, they fled her mind by the ring of Amber’s cheery giggles.

The best part of this morning was no doubt in her arms.

“Hohohold on EhehehehHEULAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!”

“Don’t shift so much—Amber!”

Amber threw her head back in laughter, cradled against Eula’s arms as her legs finally gave out. Eula yelped at the sudden shift in weight, pulled down with the other, and her hands ceased their ministrations to steady themselves against the counter instead. Amber leaned against her, giggling still, and Eula sighed.

“Didn’t I say to be careful? You need to take care of yourself better, outrider.”

“Hehehehey, I can’t be held responsible when I’m being tickled! Besides,” Amber grinned. “I know you’ll catch me.”

That she would. The image of it came easily to Eula—waiting at the picnic blanket, watching as Amber whooped in her descent into her outstretch arms. Hugging her close and grimacing at the way her wings would dig into her sides, and then chuckling as Amber bemoaned the straps of taking them off so that they could enjoy the meal together. It was a sight she’d seen many times before.

One that she intended to see for the rest of her life.

“That’s irrelevant,” Eula said instead, biting down on the urge to smile. She felt herself failing, lips tugging upwards regardless of her attempts, and Amber’s pleased kiss against her lips was telling. She leant into the next one, eager, and savored the one after that.

The peace was broken only by a grumble of her stomach. Eula gaped, the easy warmth of her cheeks becoming unbearably darker, only for Amber to laugh and leap to her feet. With the same easy grace as always, she offered her hand forward, beaming brighter than the sun.

It was impossible not to take that hand.

“Now then—shall we eat? I’m starved!”

“I still can’t believe you cooked all this.”

“You better believe it! You’ll be eating my cooking for all your birthdays the rest of your life!”

“Careful—I’ll have vengeance on you if you keep that up.”

“Hehe, you better!”