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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Takeo makes lunch and gets a bit more attention than he expected.
Rating: G
Genre: Family
Word count: 468
Status: Complete
Takeo had found the apron in a discount store and he’d bought it because he’d had the right amount of change and it had seemed nice making a purchase. Something that was for him. It was better than buying something that was created solely to kill or hurt.
He could read most of the characters on the apron and he’d intended to bring out his dictionary to figure out what the rest were.
He’d left it in his room for a couple of days instead before taking it out again. He should use it and Frankenstein and Seira-yang weren’t in. It wouldn’t take long to make something simple.
He was halfway done when Tao and M-21 came home. Tao lighting up at the sight of him, beaming as he launched himself over the counter to give him a kiss on the cheek wasn’t anything new. M-21 walked around the counter to kiss him on the other cheek while Takeo held Tao up while Tao perched on his hips. That was normal for them. A kiss to surprise or greet. Something to remind they were there.
He’d expected Tao to steal a bite of what he was making, but he didn’t and the two of them settled down into the living room. Or more M-21 had sat down on the sofa and Tao threw himself next to him, stretching his legs out over M-21. He’d only needed to be chided once to not prop his feet up onto the table. Other people, on the other hand, were still within the limit.
When Seira-yang and Regis came home while Takeo was adding the final touches, Seira-yang’s lips had twitched while Regis had…squawked for some reason. Takeo had stayed still as Seira-yang went around to lean in and kiss him on the cheek. Regis had held a hand out and after some hesitation and double-checking, Takeo put his hand in his, and Regis lifted it to brush his lips to Takeo’s knuckles.
Tao was wheezing, still spluttering even while trying not to laugh out loud.
Takeo looked down at his apron and then sighed, taking it off as he brought his plate over, sitting next to Tao. “What does it say?” Because it had to be that.
This time, Tao did steal some food off his plate. "‘Kiss the cook!’" Tao grinned. “So we did.”
“And you stayed to watch.”
“Yeah, of course.” M-21 stole some of his food as well.
Takeo glanced between them, one side of his mouth curling up. “Should I make more?” Because otherwise there wasn’t going to be much left for him between the three of them.
“Weeeell,” Tao drew out, stealing some more, “if it means you get to wear the apron more, sure!”
Takeo huffed a small laugh, elbowing him, and then started eating.
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Written for the imagineyourfoundfamily prompt, 'imagine one member of your found family wearing a “kiss the cook” apron as they make dinner and all the other members proceeding to do as the apron commands with a series of cheek/forehead/hand kisses all around.'
Was briefly considering the title 'Kiss and Tell', pfft.
I might rewrite this is it's more show-y then tell-y.
Summary: Takeo makes lunch and gets a bit more attention than he expected.
Rating: G
Genre: Family
Word count: 468
Status: Complete
Takeo had found the apron in a discount store and he’d bought it because he’d had the right amount of change and it had seemed nice making a purchase. Something that was for him. It was better than buying something that was created solely to kill or hurt.
He could read most of the characters on the apron and he’d intended to bring out his dictionary to figure out what the rest were.
He’d left it in his room for a couple of days instead before taking it out again. He should use it and Frankenstein and Seira-yang weren’t in. It wouldn’t take long to make something simple.
He was halfway done when Tao and M-21 came home. Tao lighting up at the sight of him, beaming as he launched himself over the counter to give him a kiss on the cheek wasn’t anything new. M-21 walked around the counter to kiss him on the other cheek while Takeo held Tao up while Tao perched on his hips. That was normal for them. A kiss to surprise or greet. Something to remind they were there.
He’d expected Tao to steal a bite of what he was making, but he didn’t and the two of them settled down into the living room. Or more M-21 had sat down on the sofa and Tao threw himself next to him, stretching his legs out over M-21. He’d only needed to be chided once to not prop his feet up onto the table. Other people, on the other hand, were still within the limit.
When Seira-yang and Regis came home while Takeo was adding the final touches, Seira-yang’s lips had twitched while Regis had…squawked for some reason. Takeo had stayed still as Seira-yang went around to lean in and kiss him on the cheek. Regis had held a hand out and after some hesitation and double-checking, Takeo put his hand in his, and Regis lifted it to brush his lips to Takeo’s knuckles.
Tao was wheezing, still spluttering even while trying not to laugh out loud.
Takeo looked down at his apron and then sighed, taking it off as he brought his plate over, sitting next to Tao. “What does it say?” Because it had to be that.
This time, Tao did steal some food off his plate. "‘Kiss the cook!’" Tao grinned. “So we did.”
“And you stayed to watch.”
“Yeah, of course.” M-21 stole some of his food as well.
Takeo glanced between them, one side of his mouth curling up. “Should I make more?” Because otherwise there wasn’t going to be much left for him between the three of them.
“Weeeell,” Tao drew out, stealing some more, “if it means you get to wear the apron more, sure!”
Takeo huffed a small laugh, elbowing him, and then started eating.
Written for the imagineyourfoundfamily prompt, 'imagine one member of your found family wearing a “kiss the cook” apron as they make dinner and all the other members proceeding to do as the apron commands with a series of cheek/forehead/hand kisses all around.'
Was briefly considering the title 'Kiss and Tell', pfft.
I might rewrite this is it's more show-y then tell-y.