[ The only mess Shouto is opposed to is crumbs in bed. The piles of open research books and nightclothes haphazardly strewn around the room he walks around. He doesn't mind it. Feels familiar even, though Allen may notice that Shouto tends to clean up after himself more often than not. He's not a maniac about it. It's simply a part of his routine. If he forgets here and there, it doesn't bother him.
He enjoys seeing the little signs of Allen's passing, whether in the form of new photographs that frame more of the walls or a few new oddities displayed in prominent areas. He even enjoys the mess Allen makes of himself, from disheveled hair to the rice that sticks to the corner of his mouth. ]
What did you get ready?
[ He asks, light curiosity in his tone as he steals a few rice grains with his thumb, swiping them on the tip of his tongue to chew on without missing a beat. ]
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He enjoys seeing the little signs of Allen's passing, whether in the form of new photographs that frame more of the walls or a few new oddities displayed in prominent areas. He even enjoys the mess Allen makes of himself, from disheveled hair to the rice that sticks to the corner of his mouth. ]
What did you get ready?
[ He asks, light curiosity in his tone as he steals a few rice grains with his thumb, swiping them on the tip of his tongue to chew on without missing a beat. ]