[ Feeling Dice's hands on his bare skin is like magic. Leaning up to kiss him, deep and slow, is even better. He winds his arms around his neck, craving that closeness and warmth. ]
[If the food burns it is not his fault. He is being distracted.
And he's happy about it. He kisses Gentaro like it's the first time, like he treasures it and fears its loss. His hands hold Gentaro close, sliding behind his back so he can embrace him properly.
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[ Warm and comfortable sums it up. And perfect seems like an understatement for all of this. Gentaro presses a gentle kiss to his neck. ]
No burning down my kitchen, hmm?
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[But after that kiss he's not going anywhere after all.]
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[ Another kiss, and Gentaro's smiling against his neck. ]
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[What if he gets a little petulant here...]
You don't think I can cook!
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I'm kidding, of course. [ He touches their foreheads together. ] It's not you, Dice. Asking for help or anything is...
[ He trails off, the word difficult unsaid and hanging in the silence between them. ]
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[His face heats up, and he glances down.]
Somethin'... like that...
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Alright. I'll allow it.
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[Dice is resolutely getting up now, grabbing his shirt to--somehow lovingly, gently--clean them both up.]
It's about damn time, right?
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It is. Show me what you can do, hm?
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[He grins, kissing Gentaro one final time before going to the kitchen.
He digs around for a bit, looking in the fridge and cabinets...
...then turns to Gentaro.]
Okay! What're you hungry for?
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Hmm... why don't we have something simple? Omurice?
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So he starts getting everything he thinks goes in omurice.
Now, does he know what goes in omurice? Somewhat. Does he know how it goes from a to z? Not at all.]
...okay, now what?
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You'll need to make the rice first. One cup of rice to two cups of water.
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I knew that!
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The rice is above in the cupboard.
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Okay, okay. Fresh rice. ...what do I do while it cooks?
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[ He steps closer, resting his palms against his chest. ]
We don't want to start the eggs just yet, and that's the next part. You have no choice but to pay attention to me.
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I can do that.
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[ Feeling Dice's hands on his bare skin is like magic. Leaning up to kiss him, deep and slow, is even better. He winds his arms around his neck, craving that closeness and warmth. ]
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And he's happy about it. He kisses Gentaro like it's the first time, like he treasures it and fears its loss. His hands hold Gentaro close, sliding behind his back so he can embrace him properly.
Although.]
...Gentaro.
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Yes?
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...I realized somethin' and I'm kinda...
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What is it? You can tell me anything, you know.
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...we're gonna have to break this to Ramuda real easy.
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We'll have to take him to that dessert shop he's been wanting to visit.
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