[ He'll thank him for more than that later. For now, he takes his word and turns toward the table, already mapping where to place each dish when he feels a tug at his apron, and turns to check what's wrong. Did he forget something?
No. Instead, he's met with an unexpected kiss that leaves him staring at Allen for a moment, dumbfounded.
What was... that for?
He asks in that silent way of his, the words jumbled in his head and before he can make sense of them, he's given an order and automatically starts to undo the knot at the back of the apron Allen insisted he wear before they started. In the end, he says nothing, returning to his task, and if his eyes wander to Allen now and then, at least he has the decency not to look away when caught. ]
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No. Instead, he's met with an unexpected kiss that leaves him staring at Allen for a moment, dumbfounded.
What was... that for?
He asks in that silent way of his, the words jumbled in his head and before he can make sense of them, he's given an order and automatically starts to undo the knot at the back of the apron Allen insisted he wear before they started. In the end, he says nothing, returning to his task, and if his eyes wander to Allen now and then, at least he has the decency not to look away when caught. ]