[ Who said it was going to be Shouto's cooking!! Allen knows better by this point than to risk that. But it's also the difference in their backgrounds and era. Even when an exorcist with the Order paying their bills, they'd usually get simple groceries like breads and cheese and fruit and live off that once setting up in a city for a mission, or to carry with them when traveling. Also Allen is frugal. It's changed in Trench a good deal with the different economy and taking a lot of his payment in the form of free food from various places he's earned goodwill, and making it a habit with Shouto, but... it's still pretty ingrained.
But mostly... it's Christmas. If there was ever a day with the idea cemented in his head that you stay in with your family and make something together, it's this one.
Allen leans quietly into the contact though, appreciative for the little gestures like the hand at his back. Though he blinks softly at the increasingly affectionate attention, expression flickering for a moment as his features soften. The rest of the tension bleeds off him before Shouto even answers, and he shifts closer and turns in to him when he wraps his arms around him. Loops an arm around to let his free hand find a familiar rest at the small of his back.
Haha, he isn't that cold you know? But he also always welcomes that gentle heat, and it's part of why he smiles to himself when Shouto says he'll make something. Leaning in to kiss his temple lightly, just shy of his ear and lingering there to smile more broadly against his skin. Warm and at ease. ]
We can both make something. ♥ [ It's what he had in mind all along. What, do you think he wants food poisoning again? There's a decent amount of basic groceries to be had as well, even some baking things since... well, he does make the soba noodles from scratch. And had the failed attempt at baking. And has midnight snacking habits to enable. His habits around the house changed noticeably after he came back—he does things like actual shopping like that without being so hesitant about talking to Shouto first or trying to keep his presence within some contained, measured space he was always very conscious of in his head.
Like he actually lives there too now, in his own right. ]
And I like both. Do you have a preference?
[ It's a bit of a white lie, hot is just traditional and sounds nice with the snow and cold, but... Shouto noticeably only ever wants cold soba. Maybe he prefers cold food in general? ]
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But mostly... it's Christmas. If there was ever a day with the idea cemented in his head that you stay in with your family and make something together, it's this one.
Allen leans quietly into the contact though, appreciative for the little gestures like the hand at his back. Though he blinks softly at the increasingly affectionate attention, expression flickering for a moment as his features soften. The rest of the tension bleeds off him before Shouto even answers, and he shifts closer and turns in to him when he wraps his arms around him. Loops an arm around to let his free hand find a familiar rest at the small of his back.
Haha, he isn't that cold you know? But he also always welcomes that gentle heat, and it's part of why he smiles to himself when Shouto says he'll make something. Leaning in to kiss his temple lightly, just shy of his ear and lingering there to smile more broadly against his skin. Warm and at ease. ]
We can both make something. ♥ [ It's what he had in mind all along. What, do you think he wants food poisoning again? There's a decent amount of basic groceries to be had as well, even some baking things since... well, he does make the soba noodles from scratch. And had the failed attempt at baking. And has midnight snacking habits to enable. His habits around the house changed noticeably after he came back—he does things like actual shopping like that without being so hesitant about talking to Shouto first or trying to keep his presence within some contained, measured space he was always very conscious of in his head.
Like he actually lives there too now, in his own right. ]
And I like both. Do you have a preference?
[ It's a bit of a white lie, hot is just traditional and sounds nice with the snow and cold, but... Shouto noticeably only ever wants cold soba. Maybe he prefers cold food in general? ]