badfic_manor | 37th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video|private text][backdated to monday morning]

[The feed comes on to a rather dour looking silver haired teen, scowling at a little furry creature in front of him on the table. While usually he would be all kinds of excited to see a strange animal being a shameless occult nerd, after last week he felt that it was replacing his mother. So many people had just up an vanished lately, including about everyone he knew from home. While there was no complaint about Belphor or Mukuro's disappearance, his boss and even Lambo hit him rather hard... and right now the only thing to really take out his frustrations on was the stupid furball in front of him.]

The hell are you even supposed to be?

[The creature only cooed and toddled over to Hayato happily expecting a petting, unfortunately the teen wasn't exactly in a 'petting' sort of mood and just flicked the thing in the face with his finger. As it toppled over backward the teen noticed the blackberry recording.]

Tch!

[And with that he turned off the feed.]

[Private to Ryuutaro]

hey, i was just wondering if you're busy.

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[Hayato thought for another moment, then beamed]

How about that dango stuff?!

[Ever since Ryuutaro had taken care of him as a child he had grown rather fond of the food. He laughed a little, this all seemed so... normal. The person who he loved and who had accepted him was going to cook for him! He would be eating in the presence of family now. A light blush lit up his cheeks and he could feel his stomach flutter with excitement]

[Ryuutaro stared at Hayato for a moment again. He seemed so happy... Ryuutaro liked seeing him like this, but it did hurt right now. Regardless, he smiled.]

As you wish. It's easy to make after all.

[Surely in a few weeks he'd be able to fully enjoy moments like this again, he thought as he reached for the flour]

[Hayato contently plopped himself on a chair to watch Ryuutaro cook]

I'd help if I could... but I'm really bad in the kitchen... I mean... I feel sorta bad that you're just cookin' for me...

[He really did want to do something to help, it seemed like a fun thing to do... but between the amount of dishes he would break, and him getting distracted and messing something up... sitting back was probably for the better.]

[Ryuutaro shrugged and grinned a bit, mixing the flour up with water to get the right mix.]

As long as you're not completely taking this for granted, I have no problem at all with doing it.

[Appreciate was naturally a key-point here. Ryuutaro was far from being some sort of maid, after all. Then again that was the last thing he'd worry about right now]

[Hayato got up from his chair and wrapped his arms around Ryuutaro's middle, nuzzling his face into his boyfriend's cheek.]

Thanks.

[Not words he expressed often, but right now felt like a good time. It was a bit obscure whether he meant it about the food, or for accepting him... but he didn't care. He would gladly thank Ryuutaro for both.]

I know that I... well... it's hard for me to say how I feel... I mean... every time I do they either leave or throw me away... but I'm going to try. I want to be able to tell you that I...

[He blushes and fidgets awkwardly for a moment]

Y-y'know....

[Ryuutaro shivered at the touch, but then he leaned back a bit. For a moment his hands stopped moving and he closed his eyes, leaning against Hayato. Everything was normal. Better than normal. He just had to tell himself over and over again]

I'll wait.

[Because that was what he would do, wouldn't he? Ryuutaro wanted to make sure himself.]

I... want to hear it sometime.

[He did. Even if he knew now, maybe then this would feel fully alright again... maybe... Who had he become? Ryuutaro forced the thought away once again]

[That shiver.... but... it was nothing. He said it was okay. He would have told him if it wasn't. Maybe he was just a little scared, and he had told him to chase after him if he started pulling away- so that's what he would do. Just like Ryuutaro told him to.]

I'll make it special, I promise!

[He smiled and leaned down to give Ryuutaro a peck on the cheek]

37th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [video|private text][backdated to monday morning]

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