Gokudera Hayato | 獄寺 隼人 (
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[The feed cuts on to Gokudera in the kitchens, a bright smile on his face. He's wearing an apron and the air seems a bit smoky, but that's pretty standard for him.]
Takeshi I made you a gift!
Don't laugh... I know messed up on it a bit.
[The camera is tilted down on his device, and he's showing off a loaf of bread that is completely burnt on the outside. If he were to cut it on camera, then the lovely other folks inhabiting the dome would see that it's all but raw on the inside.]
It wasn't supposed to turn out so dark...
Takeshi I made you a gift!
Don't laugh... I know messed up on it a bit.
[The camera is tilted down on his device, and he's showing off a loaf of bread that is completely burnt on the outside. If he were to cut it on camera, then the lovely other folks inhabiting the dome would see that it's all but raw on the inside.]
It wasn't supposed to turn out so dark...
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"What if I'm always ready?" They both know he won't, surprising him will be simple enough even if he teases.
Once he's showered and dried off he drapes his towel around his shoulders and straightens up the bathroom before padding into their bedroom and grabbing a pair of sweats. He tugs them on and wanders back out to where his lover is, rubbing the towel over his head to dry his hair.
"What do you want to do tonight?" He's content whatever it is, he's at his favorite part of the day, scavenging, work, everything is done and he's home with the person he loves the most. There is no doubt he enjoys listening to Hayato play the piano, for the other to compose a song for him, well, his heart might skip right out of his chest at that.
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Gokudera finds himself lost in thought, trying to hear the kind of song he'd like to create until he hears his lover approach and ask him what they should do. Looking on at him, damp and warm and only a pair of sweatpants on, a lecherous grin spreads onto his face.
"Do you want to learn something new?" He looks around and moves towards the desk, where he gathers some paper and a stapler.
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That grin though sends little bumps along his skin, expression curious "Sure! What is it?" He is not sure what could go with a grin like that involving paper and a stapler but color him interested to find out as he settles the towel around his shoulder and heads toward his lover.