[ Well. Allen wouldn't be terribly surprised by the fact he burnt his marinade because he was distracted. You did flood the house when they first kissed because of being distracted. ... So did Allen, technically. Although that doesn't explain the sudden replacement of all their cookingware and he might have frowned thoughtfully over that for a while the next time he was in the kitchen.
None the wiser, Allen's mood seems to shift on a dime and he brightens up the moment Shouto hands him his tea, breathing the aroma in deep as he clasps it in both hands. Mm, pre-warmed even. He drinks deep, enjoying the fact it doesn't burn his tongue, and smiles at Shouto over his cup at the offer. ]
Have one with me? [ He knows Shouto won't ever eat as much or be as partial to sweets as Allen is, but there's no way he's having it all on his own. ]
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None the wiser, Allen's mood seems to shift on a dime and he brightens up the moment Shouto hands him his tea, breathing the aroma in deep as he clasps it in both hands. Mm, pre-warmed even. He drinks deep, enjoying the fact it doesn't burn his tongue, and smiles at Shouto over his cup at the offer. ]
Have one with me? [ He knows Shouto won't ever eat as much or be as partial to sweets as Allen is, but there's no way he's having it all on his own. ]