[ It's a month he was definitely hard-pressed to keep Allen from taste-testing with little swipes at every step too, and it's only because Shouto did that Allen still hasn't entirely put what together that he had made a very uninformed decision in choosing lemon. Though he is smart enough to realize it always seems to happen when he's baking, and quickly realizes around mid-month the return of other cursed fruits with the season, but... unfortunately he was informed very vaguely before on the nature of the lemons, and that they just made one crave more lemons. Which is obviously not what's happening here.
No, instead he understands there's a connection, but figures it the emotional meaning behind the cake itself and what it means, and the giddy sense of newness and discovery.
After all, bursts of affection, even the way Shouto might suddenly sweep him up to kiss him-- ... it only seems natural now, if occasionally a little surprising. After all it's a new normal for them to both figure out and explore; even Allen gets that. Notwithstanding being a little shy still sometimes because it's part of his gentle nature, his hesitancy and repression went out the window that first night. So it's welcomed every time, even if he might get caight offguard initially when he seeks him out to kiss him with an intensity that steals his breath away, and he's quick to reciprocate and pull him close to take an eager role in it too, not needing any encouragement from the lemon on his tongue. After all, it comes from a place of love and affection, and everything Allen is as a person revolves around cherishing that.
—which is also why he goes so blank-faced and gets a little horrified when Shouto tells him his suspicions. He... he knows what an actual rake is like, Shouto. And it's not you. It's something Allen gets a little squirmy but very adamant about in clarifying the two are nothing alike. Affection from a place of love is absolutely not the same as how a lech is!! Absolutely!!
...but maybe later on, in a back corner of his mind... he frets a little that somehow, on some level, perhaps he's a bit more like his master now too.
That said, he falls over himself a little in a sudden surge of eagerness. A fork remains frozen where he had already shoved a large heaping of something into his mouth. ]
You did? [ His eyes brighten, perking up noticeably even when he was already in a good mood. You better believe he smelled the proof of baking the instant he got home, but since the house has smelled like that all month it's hard to conclude much from it. ]
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No, instead he understands there's a connection, but figures it the emotional meaning behind the cake itself and what it means, and the giddy sense of newness and discovery.
After all, bursts of affection, even the way Shouto might suddenly sweep him up to kiss him-- ... it only seems natural now, if occasionally a little surprising. After all it's a new normal for them to both figure out and explore; even Allen gets that. Notwithstanding being a little shy still sometimes because it's part of his gentle nature, his hesitancy and repression went out the window that first night. So it's welcomed every time, even if he might get caight offguard initially when he seeks him out to kiss him with an intensity that steals his breath away, and he's quick to reciprocate and pull him close to take an eager role in it too, not needing any encouragement from the lemon on his tongue. After all, it comes from a place of love and affection, and everything Allen is as a person revolves around cherishing that.
—which is also why he goes so blank-faced and gets a little horrified when Shouto tells him his suspicions. He... he knows what an actual rake is like, Shouto. And it's not you. It's something Allen gets a little squirmy but very adamant about in clarifying the two are nothing alike. Affection from a place of love is absolutely not the same as how a lech is!! Absolutely!!
...but maybe later on, in a back corner of his mind... he frets a little that somehow, on some level, perhaps he's a bit more like his master now too.
That said, he falls over himself a little in a sudden surge of eagerness. A fork remains frozen where he had already shoved a large heaping of something into his mouth. ]
You did? [ His eyes brighten, perking up noticeably even when he was already in a good mood. You better believe he smelled the proof of baking the instant he got home, but since the house has smelled like that all month it's hard to conclude much from it. ]
Is it the cake? [ awe! and warming ]