Ryuutaro was a bit surprised at the sudden contact. So far it had all been these tiny things, but now he was being held like this. It was really comfortable. He let himself fall backwards a bit. The now fully spoken nickname only added up to the familiarity. Ryuutaro almostt felt 14 again.
He laughed lightly as he looked at the fruit and recalled all the memories connected to it. "A truly appropriate idea. It'd be a pleasure." Just being like this Ryuutaro was really happy. Maybe the happiest he'd been in some time. That was the only bitter note in it - the time in between, the years in which he didn't know about this kitchen, its meaning, the boy... the man behind him.
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HOORAY!
Date: 2013-02-10 01:32 am (UTC)He laughed lightly as he looked at the fruit and recalled all the memories connected to it. "A truly appropriate idea. It'd be a pleasure."
Just being like this Ryuutaro was really happy. Maybe the happiest he'd been in some time. That was the only bitter note in it - the time in between, the years in which he didn't know about this kitchen, its meaning, the boy... the man behind him.