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Worry || Kirino
Ā [Well, the brunette talking about not being hopeless in the kitchen is very amusing from his point of view, actually. While itās not like he ever set the kitchen on fire he knows very well how⦠sheltered Shindou can be when cooking. People that believe that mixing salt and sugar only happens in comedy shows truly donāt know Shindou.]
I wonder about that.
[He would rather not make fun of his best friend too much though, he is very sensible no matter how decided he is being today. It would be just ungrateful to tease him too much, too.
Kirino decides to simply sit on the couch, choosing to trust the ex captain to be able to handle making tea without any accidents occurring. Being inside this house again, by his best friendās side⦠he canāt think of a better way to return his mind to normal after that kidnapping.
'Well, it wasn't particularly traumatizing either'
At Shindouās question he answers without hesitation.]
Milk would be good.
[No matter how girly he looks his tastes arenāt particularly so, he doesnāt have a sweet tooth.]
In truth, heās gotten better mostly with not setting the kitchen on fire and Shindou personally thanks the fact he was sent to live on his own. After all he doesnāt want to rely heavily on Kirino while he lives on their own, living independently didnāt mean relying on your own childhood friend. When he hears Kirinoās preference with milk, Shindou is suddenly reminded of Kirinoās fondness with his familyās house hold milk tea.
He lets out a small chuckle in response, hopefully he could brew it to Kirinoās taste, he prays. Now Shindou did know the basics, he hopes, as he takes out the milk from the fridge as he began to mix the milk with the tea. There was quite the bit of hoping tonight, but it was all in good effort to help relax his friend after a āstrangeā incident.
It takes a few moments for Shindou to bring Kirino a brewed milk tea, that wasnāt the best, but it was a shining effort even for the sheltered boy. He set it on the coffee table with a smile.Ā āSorry if it took e a while. I didnāt want to mess up, and I know how much you liked my familyās milk tea.āĀ
He turns away to head back into the kitchen with the idea of cleaning up the kitchen in mind, quickly putting things away efficiently. Itās strange even for Shindou to be this efficient in the kitchen, another strange effect from the opposite tea. Speaking of opposite tea, he glances down at the tea leaves and his eyes widen. Did he accidentally mix some leaves with opposite tea leaves?ā¦
Cautiously, he peers right into the gigging room from the kitchen and feels himself tense up. Exactly what would change about Kirino? He feels sweat form on the back of his neck.
"Kirino?ā¦"
While he did use Kirinoās name earlier, he suddenly finds no reason to use the intimate use of āRanmaruā. But it wasnāt as if Kirino caredā¦. right?
[The brunette's fancy house was always full of delicacies, of extremely expensive and rare ingredients that could make any child or adult drool from anticipation. When one adds to that two the fact that such a rich household can afford the best chefs and maids... well, it was hard not to show appreciation for some memorable food like milk tea.
Of course, it's not like Kirino went there just to eat! even though his family made clear that he, as Shindou's closest friend, was still welcomed in that mansion he saw no point in going once Takuto left for Toshi city. Confronting the void left by his absence directly, the sight of empty white rooms, would do nothing to heal his nostalgia.
Once Shindou's efforts reach his hands he gives the boy the most honest smile he can manage, not surprised by the fact that he used tea leaves instead of a more simple method. Does he even know about teabags, actually? Ranmaru will have to take his friend shopping with him next time.]
Thank you, it looks good.
[He carefully reaches for an impressive tea leaf whose form sticks out of the cup and puts it on the small plate he was handed with the cup, doing so without losing that smile. Even if it's a messy work that doesn't mean it's bad, taste is what truly matters.]
... oh~
[And surprisingly the flavor ends up not being disappointing at all, albeit a bit too strong. It certainly needs more milk.
Little by little, Kirino drinks the whole mixed tea, not paying attention to how heated the liquid on his tongue is. Is that a first warning of what will come?]
Strawberry: What do you think about kids?
Mango: If you won the lottery, what is the first thing you would buy?
Kiwi: Describe the last dream/nightmare you had.
Pear: What makes you jealous? When was the last time you felt jealousy?
Apple: Where do you consider home to...
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Worry || Kirino
Ā [Indeed, the last time they hugged each other like this was many years ago and their situation was reversed, like it always is. When was the last time that the pink haired boy was so weak in front of him? no, he kept his cool pretty well if his opinion counts, itās the fact that Shindou gave him a comfort he didnāt notice he needed what matters. This is strange, much different from their usual dynamics, but it warms his heart all the same⦠even if it warms his cheeks, too.
Holding hands the whole way was also embarrassing and that Shindouās decision made obvious that he wouldnāt let him pull his hand away is almost soothing, a clear invitation to enjoy his protection for once. Itās surprisingly tempting, to be weak in front of him, even if he knows he shouldnāt. Even if he wonāt let himself fall further into this spell.]
I can make the tea if you prefer, Iām okay.
[It is a guilty smile the one that shows, knowing well that their time apart must have taken itās toll on his sensible friend. Ah, what is he doing? he is the one that should take care of the other!]
For now Shindou can only keep strong as he manages to heat up the pot and manages to get the tea ready. He searches through the drawer and while facing Kirino, he smiled gently to his over worrying friend.
"Itās fine. I had a cup of tea earlier, itās for you after all. Iām not that hopeless in the kitchen."
Honestly heās okay though to see Kirino safe and sound, the most he can do is make the tea for Kirino. After all he can do that much! Shindou absentmindedly began to prepare the tea however what he doesnāt notice is the fact he grabbed the vial of opposite tea leaves.
Without another thought though , Shindou quickly makes a cup of tea without the knowlage that the normal tea leaves were mixed with opposite tea leaves, and pours a cup for Kirino. For now this would calm Kirinoās nerves right? Shindou sets down the cup of tea on the kitchen counter to shuffle over to the drawers.Ā
"Do you want sugar with it? Or honey? I can get it for you."
[Well, the brunette talking about not being hopeless in the kitchen is very amusing from his point of view, actually. While it's not like he ever set the kitchen on fire he knows very well how... sheltered Shindou can be when cooking. People that believe that mixing salt and sugar only happens in comedy shows truly don't know Shindou.]
I wonder about that.
[He would rather not make fun of his best friend too much though, he is very sensible no matter how decided he is being today. It would be just ungrateful to tease him too much, too.
Kirino decides to simply sit on the couch, choosing to trust the ex captain to be able to handle making tea without any accidents occurring. Being inside this house again, by his best friend's side... he can't think of a better way to return his mind to normal after that kidnapping.
'Well, it wasn't particularly traumatizing either'
At Shindou's question he answers without hesitation.]
Milk would be good.
[No matter how girly he looks his tastes aren't particularly so, he doesn't have a sweet tooth.]
Worry || Kirino
Ā [This kind of action, to embrace the other tight and warm enough to be compared with the hold of a lover, is not completely new for they have hugged in the past but actions they did as mere children are not comparable with the ones they realize right now, with the soothing comfort of Shindouās presence by his side. Itās embarrassing, yes, but he wonāt pull away from such a pleasing action.
What makes this closeness so unique, so special, is simply that itās his best friend, his sensitive and timid at his core friend.Ā
To have his cheek caressed like that, even their foreheads touching⦠somehow, Kirino feels as if he were the one with most weak points in that moment. His cheeks heat up even more, his skin turning a shade of red that attempts to surpass his hairās pink shade.]
ā¦
[As strange as this is, specially given that he called him Ranmaru, the pink haired boy remains silent. This kind of intimacy⦠it makes his heartbeat speed up yet manages to be pleasing in an almost masochistic way.Ā
He grasps Shindouās hand tightly.]
Letās go.
[āTakutoā⦠no, that sounds too awkward. Heāll restrain himself on that.]
Where is he exactly gaining this boldness, Shindou doesnāt know but he can thank the strange vial he drank earlier for the sudden courage he felt though out the whole ordeal and Shindous hand can only hold on to Kirinos in a familiar fashion as they once had the comfort of doing so as children. Except the hands are much bigger now and the situation was reversed as Shindou can remember being the one led by Kirino rather than him leading Kirino.
Itās much different and frankly he doesnāt know why it feels fine the way it is. Hand are clasped together as the two of them begin to walk towards the green house as Shindou ignored the gazes of others while silent. All he wants to do is to make sure Kirino is home safely without any more harm on to his friend, the same kind friend who had always protected him. And now, it was his turn to protect Kirino to the best of his ability and honestly he was hoping this vial could keep this confidence in him still.
He is silent on the way until they finally arrive at the apartment and Shindou released his hand hesitantly he opened the door. It had been a long day honestly and suddenly Shindou feels his nerves coming back as he lets out a shaky sigh of relief.
"Iām glad⦠that youāre safeā¦" He makes no time for the other to respond as Shindou makes his way to the kitchen. "I should make⦠you some tea. Iām sure youāre still shaky from what happened.."
And he may need it for himself considering he felt like falling to the ground and passing out. The boy fumbles a bit with the pot and Shindou suddenly feels his mind feeling more fuzzy and hazy. The night had taken a toll on his mind after frantically searching for Kirino
[Indeed, the last time they hugged each other like this was many years ago and their situation was reversed, like it always is. When was the last time that the pink haired boy was so weak in front of him? no, he kept his cool pretty well if his opinion counts, it's the fact that Shindou gave him a comfort he didn't notice he needed what matters. This is strange, much different from their usual dynamics, but it warms his heart all the same... even if it warms his cheeks, too.
Holding hands the whole way was also embarrassing and that Shindou's decision made obvious that he wouldn't let him pull his hand away is almost soothing, a clear invitation to enjoy his protection for once. It's surprisingly tempting, to be weak in front of him, even if he knows he shouldn't. Even if he won't let himself fall further into this spell.]
I can make the tea if you prefer, I'm okay.
[It is a guilty smile the one that shows, knowing well that their time apart must have taken it's toll on his sensible friend. Ah, what is he doing? he is the one that should take care of the other!]
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Worry || Kirino
Ā [The pink haired boy wasnāt particularly away from the door as he, like most of the other victims in this event, was paying close attention to where heāll be able to leave. He stayed particularly close to the window, his blue eyes having caught the familiar shapes of his teammates close enough.
'Kantoku is with us so it wouldn't be strange,'
This isnāt even the first time Endou Mamoruās safety lingers on the fragile hands of the soccer team, either. While he was quite sure that it must be them he still forced himself to stay calm. To simply trust them.
The cold sound of obedient metal clicking, of the door finally opening, was a melody of freedom. Kirino found himself approaching the open door with slow steps before a particularly familiar figure of brown hair came in his direction, the same person he was worrying about just earlier.]
Shindou!
[Kirino is safe, that should be obvious just by looking at him and the other captives! they werenāt treated poorly, simply forced to stay here. The boy was moments away from trying to comfort his friend, to soothe his sensitive soul, before he finds himself being embraced by the other with an intensity that rivals romance stories.]
S-Shindouā-?!
[His cheeks heat up immediately, a reaction that is so natural that Ranmaru doesnāt manage to notice it, confusion clear in his expression. Even so, Kirino doesnāt pull away. He meets that intense brown gaze with a slightly uncertain one, a direct result of his confusion. By the end he can only show a small smile.]
⦠Itās okay, you are here.
[His voice is gentle even now.]
The embrace is tight as Shindou hugs Kirino and while he doesnāt seem desperate, he merely holds the other in his arms as if Shindou was making sure Kirino was right here. That nothing happened to the other. He isnāt aware of the otherās embarrassment nor he notes the redden cheeks, but when Shindou pulls away to allow Kirino some space he has a warm smile on his face.
It doesnāt waver from emotions strangely enough as one of Shindouās hands reach out to gently creases Kirinoās cheek and he gently bumps their foreheads together as a sigh of relief escapes his lips. He is honesty so glad Kirinoās safe and perfectly well, and his heart slows down to a normal pace. The words whisper out of his lips naturally, āIām so glad youāre safe⦠I wonāt let anyone scare you like that again. Iāll protect you, /Ranmaru/.ā
He doesnāt find the usual urge to feel his cheeks burn up into a new level of red but instead Shindou pulls away to take a hold of Kirinoās hand.
"Letās go home."
[This kind of action, to embrace the other tight and warm enough to be compared with the hold of a lover, is not completely new for they have hugged in the past but actions they did as mere children are not comparable with the ones they realize right now, with the soothing comfort of Shindou's presence by his side. It's embarrassing, yes, but he won't pull away from such a pleasing action.
What makes this closeness so unique, so special, is simply that it's his best friend, his sensitive and timid at his core friend.Ā
To have his cheek caressed like that, even their foreheads touching... somehow, Kirino feels as if he were the one with most weak points in that moment. His cheeks heat up even more, his skin turning a shade of red that attempts to surpass his hair's pink shade.]
...
[As strange as this is, specially given that he called him Ranmaru, the pink haired boy remains silent. This kind of intimacy... it makes his heartbeat speed up yet manages to be pleasing in an almost masochistic way.Ā
He grasps Shindou's hand tightly.]
Let's go.
['Takuto'... no, that sounds too awkward. He'll restrain himself on that.]
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