Starter for @argentnaivety
【 ★ 】Stressed, frazzled, and having burned dinner again for the second time tonight, things weren’t shaping up the alchemist’s way. This being in spite of his efforts to ensure everything was relatively perfect ahead of Silver’s return from the future and first night back. But…
❝ To hell with it then! ❞
— Evidently things were not working out.
With a frustrated growl Noctus tossed the pot into the sink, which landed with a thunderous thud. Next he threw the facet on, letting the water run, as he pinched between his eyes and took a steadying breath. No doubt Silver had heard that, and Noctus wanted to smother the worst of the heat in his current mood before the hedgehog inevitably popped round the corner to investigate. lest Silver end up catching a few wayward embers of it.
Noctus didn’t mean to be angry ( and he certainly didn’t want to ) but it’d been a bad week, to put such a thing mildly, and he hoped Silver being back would’ve marked an upswing in things.
[ ☼ ] --- From the moment Silver came home to Noctus, he knew something had happened. His boyfriend wasn’t that great in hiding their stresses ( no more than he himself was ). How he greeted them with the kiss and hug of being glad to be back was no different from every other return from the future. This time he was much more torn about imposing his help in the kitchen. Noctus understood that time travel drained Silver quite a bit. Being able to sit back for an hour or so would have him back to normal in no-time.
Yet... after hearing that yell and thud of something hitting the sink, Silver immediately got to his feet. Something was definitely wrong. The hedgehog’s stare at the kitchen entrance shifted from surprise to worry, and a bit of nervousness. Of all his friends, there was no one’s temper he was more anxious of than Noctus’-- even if rarely seen.
Silver walked to the doorway and slowly peeked in. He saw them lean over the sink, the smell of burnt food still hovered pretty heavy in the air. His ears perked backwards at the sight of it... yet he still stepped into the kitchen, eyes surveying the other dishes and evidence of the second time he tried to fix the meal. Silver stood by Noctus’ side for a few moments despite his immediate instinct to want to give them a hug. He reached over and turned off the faucet from in front of Noctus, as it had begun to overflow the pot he set inside. Then the opposite hand rested on Noctus’ back as he rubbed it slowly. Comfortingly. Silver smiled softly and empathetically to him.
“ It’s alright Noct. Don’t worry about it. We can order out this time... Are you going to be okay? I’m here for you. ”