#ffchocolate

[xiaoether]

i love ff chocolate so much i hope he knows he's loved

[quirefeast]

I 100% don’t care about the main plot of food fantasy because the characters have about as much complexity as the cellular structure of an amoeba but recently I happened upon the lucky chance of receiving mister chocolate food soul and i can’t help but feel like his romantic, people pleasing exterior is a coverup for a deep insecurity or paranoia about showing something other than a flirty, suave, sensual self

“I don’t want to see you looking worried. I hope you are always happy when you are with me.”

It’s a departure from his other lines, which are mostly like the traditional Otome-game-esque Drivel. It really makes me wonder what he could be hiding—and makes me realize I think way too hard about a game that is targeted to an audience who probably shouldn’t care about that kind of stuff anyway.

[trans-kevin-juice]

CHOCOLATE, GET OVER HERE

[albaficalover]

There you are

Chocolate was, at the very least, pissed as hell. Coffee kept disappearing somewhere without a word, early in the morning, always coming back sweaty and tired. Chocolate wasn't dub, he knew what kind of... activities could cause all of this. And he didn't knew who Coffee kept running to every morning, but he hated them already.

He had asked everyone about this, but they didn't know anything, and the worse was their Master Attendant avoiding his questions. Were they the one taking is blonde away from him day after day ? No, they wouldn't do such a thing. But, on the other hand... the small Coffee bean was oh so charming with his glasses and his little smile, it was only logical to have rivals. Logical and irritating. Especially when his Love Stare couldn't help him, as it didn't work on the man he loved- thanks to his glasses and lame eyesight.

CRACK

Oh. Chocolate looked down at his hands, he'd broken a plate. He should calm down, but a little bit further in the kitchen Coffee was yawning. He, the one and only Chocolate who no one could resist to, had fallen in love for the first time ever and somebody had already stolen his Soul charming.

This was unfair.

He didn't want to seduce people anymore, he only had eyes for blonde-purple hair now. He truly wanted to find out how to make someone happy, to cherish them, but the battle for Coffee's heart was lost before it even started.

He would've been such a good partner, loving and caring, bringing homemade breakfast to their bed, massaging his shoulders after a particularly rough day, listening to him talking for hours whenever the smallest would've wanted him to. For the first time in forever his own desires weren't the most important.

What did this unknown bastard had that he didn't ? Why did Coffee choose them ? Maybe they forced him into dating ? Roses started to form at is feet, responding to his growing anger. From above the stove, Tiramisu was watching him in silence, even after the last rose finally disappeared.

The day ended with only three other shattered plates, and their Master Attendant seemed worried for him, but he brushed it off. They could be the one. The piece of sh- who'd taken his true love away from him. Right now, he didn't trust them, he didn't trust anyone at all. All he wanted was to sleep all his feelings off until the sun would rise again on his suffering. He didn't even say a single word before going straight to his room as soon as the day ended.

Dark circles under beautiful blue eyes met nasty rays of sun, betraying the heavy fatigue of their owner. Chocolate wasn't fine. He'd had a very short night, five hours of sleep at most, and his mood had went from shady to hell-dark. No one dared talking to him when he didn't stop to take his breakfast with the others and went straight outside.

He needed to breathe, and not in the same place as the unknown traitor. In the gardens, he could be alone with his thoughts, as everyone here knew it was his territory. Listening to some singing birds, he stood against a tree, arms crossed, eyes closed. Maybe he could stay here forever. This pain was too much for him, he didn't know how to handle it at all. People usually say that time heals emotional wounds, and he had plenty of both. It was worth giving it a try.

- There you are.

A very light touch on his left shoulder accompanied the words, startling him. His eyes met well known glasses. His Coffee bean was here, next to him, and still Chocolate didn't say a word.

This silence was uncomfortable. Chocolate didn't care. The hand left his shoulder, a unbelievably sad look met his. Minutes, maybe hours flew. And then blonde hair replaced blue eyes behind glasses as Coffee slowly started to walk away.

- Shouldn't you be with your lover ?

- What are you talking about ? I don't have any.

The smallest seemed... angry ?

- You're avoiding everyone, constantly looking like you're about to murder someone, when I come to talk to you you don't even answer a single word and now you're accusing me with nonsense ? What a waste of time...

The last sentence had been spoken so low Chocolate almost didn't hear it. Now, he had enough.

- No lover uh ? he spat, taking a few angry steps. Every morning, for weeks now, you're out Fallens know where, only to come back all sore and sweaty. I'm not a child, Coffee, I know this is how you look like when you've just been fucked square and fair.

He should have known better.

A fist hit his face, hard. He was too shocked to react when the other dragged him by the wrist further into the gardens. They were heading for a place so deep and wild that no gardener had ever had the will to set it back to the nice, flowery place it was before. Chocolate sucked at gardening, which stopped him to even try when he discovered the enormous amount of work needed there.

He wasn't prepared for the sight in front of him. The huge unruled plants were nowhere to be seen. What Chocolate actually saw was a stunning place full of colorful roses, filled with their wonderful scent. He looked at it in awe for a few moments before Coffee spoke again.

- You're always offering roses, but you've never ever received one. I think it's pretty sad, and unfair, so I made you a private rose garden. I hope you're glad to meet my "lover". Happy Valentine's Day.

And he left.

Valentine's Day... he had completely forgotten about it !

- Coffee wait !

He reached for his hand.

- I... am sorry. I was worried, and angry too, I didn't think about how this day was coming closer...you really did all this for me ?

- Just as I told you.

They both went silent. Then, slowly, Chocolate's cheeks turned redder and redder and Coffee's gaze softened.

- I don't have a lover. I wad here every morning, working to set this up all by myself. For you. Cause, you know... it may be true that I've fallen in love with you...

The end was nothing but a whisper. Anyway, Chocolate was close enough to hear it, and his heart did something both painful and almost too good.

Soft brown fingers touched pale skin, with incredible care.

- I'm an idiot... I love you. So much I started to lose my mind when I thought someone had taken you away from me. I've been acting like a douche while you were working hard for me... I'm sorry. I don't even know how-

Delicious pink lips interrupted him.

A small blush on his cheeks, Coffee finally broke their kiss to whisper next to his hear

- Now, why don't you get me too tired to leave your room tomorrow morning, and the mornings after ?

Chocolate kissed him deeply, with all the love he felt, before intertwining their fingers and slowly taking him back to their future love nest.

[quirefeast]

and another thing, coffee and chocolate dating and are in love