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[makoto approaches closer, definitely enticed by boyfriend, cat, and food--in that order (to rin's delight, if he knew), settling to rest at the counter, elbows against the hard surface.]

Hm, okay. Maybe after a jog later.

[puddin, in the meantime, licks at rin's jaw; an affectionate gesture, feline happy with the scratching delivered. makoto makes a bit of a face, unimpressed at cat-mouth smell.]

[still cute.]

I... didn't really stop and check on what to tell him. I'll send him a message soon. [hastily adds,] I panicked! He won't be upset, will he?

[Rin considers the question while he roots about in one of the many bags he brought for chopsticks. didn't Makoto have some around? where the heck were they? (he'd probably find them faster if he stopped spoiling Puddin, but cats always get an unfiltered treatment from Rin)]

He -- [a scratchy little kitten lick; he giggles stupidly, surprised] -- heheehe, ah, he might not even notice for a few days, honestly. Once he does, he might be a brat, but it'll be fine.

[the boxes opened before them are still warm, no reheating necessary; Rin uncaps the thermos as well, pouring into the cup for Makoto (it makes him happy to spoil Makoto a bit, sometimes, too)]

My sister thinks the skeletons are really silly. She laughs every time she sees them.

[an embarrassing fondness]

Edited 2015-10-31 18:09 (UTC)

Gou's just like you... Will she be alright if you come stay here?

[makoto feels bad, a bit, because rin wants to spend time with gou as much as possible; yet here he is, coddling his idiot boyfriend who is too scared of skeletons so silly that even gou laughs at them.]

...nevermind, Gou's really good at taking care of herself.

[a bit defeatist, makoto's actions, as he picks up the cup of hot cocoa and takes a thoughtful sip. he's glad it doesn't burn his tongue.]

Do you think Sousuke will be startled by them? Haru would probably dress them up.

I'll spend some time at home, too, during the day. [when you're less spooped] It'll be fine. If she wants, she can come take the bed here. [casually kicking them out of it; though Makoto may have the same sentiments, when it comes to Gou's comfort]

[he finally, reluctantly, puts Pudding down -- on the adjacent counter, rather than on the floor, because being a cat around Rin meant having special privileges. as Puddin meows plaintively, Rin resumes scratching his chin and cheeks, despite the fact that he'd put him down to start eating. privileges, definitely]

I gave Sousuke a heads up that shit gets weird around here, but I can't say I'm not hoping he doesn't take me too seriously. A skeleton popping up in his shower would definitely startle him, yeah.

[a snicker, as Puddin rubs his cheek against Rin's palm]

Though it's pretty weird to think that we'e used to the idea, honestly.

[even if some of us are big babies]

Tell me about it...

[makoto sighs softly, also reaching out to scratch at puddin's chin. makoto wishes he could be brave--like sousuke. he wonders what it would be like to be so composed and sure about oneself, but he figures sousuke has a tray of insecurities that are never brought to light.]

[he and rin are similar, in that they've both had quieter friends since their childhoods. it's interesting, in a way, how different their friendships are.]

I don't think I've ever seen Sousuke startled.

[though makoto wouldn't mind, if gou and sousuke decided to come hang out here some day.]

[his hand goes from scratching under puddin's chin, to resting atop rin's, and holding lightly onto his fingers--until the redhead stops, also, petting the cat. makoto's eyes look up, focusing on rin's face.]

It's really funny, he makes these choked sounds but then pretends he didn't. Idiot.

[before Makoto's hand makes contact, he's unaware he's being watched, and Rin continues lavishing love on the fat kitten with eyes far too affectionate by a half (between chatting with his boyfriend about his best friend, and the fuzz under his fingertips -- who could blame him?) but he stops when a palm covers his knuckles, meeting Makoto's eyes]

[damn, Makoto's got some stupidly nice eyes. it's not something Rin tends to comment on, since everyone has something to say about Makoto's lovely eyes, but it nevertheless takes him somewhat of an embarrassing moment to drag himself out of warm green and back into the moment]

-- What? What's with that look?

[makoto but shrugs his shoulders, smile peaking over his cheeks as he opens his mouth to speak; hand remain atop rin's, a more definite hold, playful tugs and rubbing over knuckles and fingers.]

Still processing that you came all the way here with so many things just to keep me company.

[technically, it's not surprising. since they're dating and all.]

[but it's the extreme of such actions that manage to catch makoto by surprise, no matter how long they've been dating.]

Even if I'm scared, I'm really happy, too, knowing you're here.

[and then he laughs, snorting through his nose, pulling back a bit.]

That's really cheesy, isn't it? We've become one of those couples that say embarrassing things to each other too often. [he's jesting, though he knows they're something sickly sweet about the way they interact with each other] It just--doesn't stop, huh?

[bursting with emotion, for rin--he means]

-- You're the one saying embarrassing things!

[a huff, though he's not angry-cat displeased as he usually is. he's not too embarrassed of his actions, evident by the way he immediately justifies;]

You're my boyfriend, obviously I'm gonna be there for you when you need it. [a fact of life to Rin so blatantly obvious -- and unchallenged, with no physical distance between them yet] You'd be sitting in the dark eating tulips without me, definitely.

[another huff, and he finally stops petting Puddin to lean over the counter and kiss at Makoto's lips briefly, stalling any argument]

C'mon, it'll get cold...

Eating tulips? Who does that--?

[that's almost an insult of what rin views makoto like in times of need and such. rin really sees himself as a knight in shining armour, doesn't he? that's amusing information, but also an endearing realisation.]

[shall they eat here on the counter? it seems fine...]

[makoto grabs at the chopsticks and starts picking at food on one of the bento.]

It's probably poisonous, for all we know.

"For all we know?" Oi, aren't you supposed to be the florist, here?

[he picks up chopsticks likewise, digging in to the other bento on the counter. Puddin lays on the counter like he has just done quite a lot of work, instead of just stoop there and get scratches]

As the person who exclusively gets flowers from you, please don't send me any poisonous ones. Even if it's appropriate for the season.

[the spoopy scary skellytons and all]

-- Oh, crap.

[the comment seemingly reminds him]

I was supposed to get pumpkins today. Momo wants to carve them like crazy, he won't shut up about it. Do you got pumpkins here?

[and perhaps Makoto should be flattered, that Rin gets so in the zone about looking after Makoto in times of need that his anal-retentive mental to-do list actually becomes fallible]

Edited 2016-03-14 09:18 (UTC)

[so much for the romantic path makoto was so sure this conversation would be taking (food, cat, and rin talking about flowers--which rin considers hella romantic, by makoto's reckoning), but all that is taken away with mention of momotarou.]

[makoto returns his hand from his attempted run at holding rin's hand, to be possibly followed by intense gazing into each others' eyes...]

[well, back to his food.]

Hn, there are. In the back. Though I'm not sure they'll be big enough for carving...

[looks like shojo is a contagious disease; too bad Rin is also pulling back, getting to his feet in search of pumpkins. as you were, fatass boyfriend, with your only truly dependable love -- food]

Some little ones might be fine for now. Those're the kind you paint, right? -- Keep eating, I just wanna poke around quick!

[and poke he does, right through to the back. he emerges a few minutes later, an armful of gourds in hand -- some small pumpkins, yes, but also a bunch of those gross looking squashes with bumps all over]

He'll get a kick out of these ugly ones. He probably wants to pick out a carving pumpkin, anyway.

[tunktunktktunktutnk, gourds a plenty beside their bentos, Rin resuming his seat as Puddin jumps out of a boneless lay, startled to attention. what is this bullshit?]

-- Though it's probably gonna be a disaster. Gou hates cleaning out the insides.

[and who is the resident dumbass who'd probably chase her around with fistfuls of goopy pumpkin innards, proving his pumpkin expertise.......]

[makoto wasn't going to stop eating even if rin hadn't told him to continue. he's grown way too comfortable in this relationship that he doesn't need to fear any reprimand from wanting to eat when rin is off being busy doing something else.]

[he glances up from his bento when rin returns with a few small pumpkins and gourds in hand, and sits up straighter as they are deposited on the counter.]

...I feel like you're doing this on purpose.

[the making momo even more disgusting to gou's appeal, with the whole pumpkin insides going on...]

[but makoto decides not to comment on that anymore. rin likes to deny the stuff he does with his sister's interests in mind, pretend that he's less (problematic) protective than what he really is. back to his food, enjoying some tempura.]

I've never carved out pumpkins. [quietly, looking down at his food. the more childlike, curious side of makoto is coming out.] I think I would like to give that a try, too...

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