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phantasmalrift2018-11-18 05:33 pm
makejapangreat) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-11-18 05:33 pm
So look me in the eyes, tell me what you see
Who: Akira Kurusu and Shido Masayoshi
What: Feelings is hard.
When: Sometime after this thread (mind the CW listed in the warnings)
Where: Kitchen
Warnings: Awkward references to hormonal responses, maybe. Also mention of burn/injury.
[Fucking hell... Shido was still at such a goddamned loss for what to do. The way Aiden had reacted to Shido's reaction to his female form was. . .
He's currently in the kitchen, attempting to make tempura. Attempting being the key word. He couldn't find a deep fryer, however, so he's just using a pot full of oil. And he's... very distracted. Thinking about Aiden, earlier. The look on his face had... torn Shido up inside, and now he couldn't stop thinking about it.
What the hell is wrong with him? Fucking hell, it's not like he has that reaction to any other women here... And he's over fifty for fuck's sake, not some prepubescent teen—
He isn't minding his environment, and he knocks into the handle of the pot, tipping it a bit. The oil falls out and splatters and splashes on the electric stovetop— and on him.]
—Shit!
[He manages to shut turn the stove top off without getting more than a small splatter of oil on him before he reels away, hand curled painfully and hovering over the arm that got splashed.
He's such a fucking idiot...]
What: Feelings is hard.
When: Sometime after this thread (mind the CW listed in the warnings)
Where: Kitchen
Warnings: Awkward references to hormonal responses, maybe. Also mention of burn/injury.
[Fucking hell... Shido was still at such a goddamned loss for what to do. The way Aiden had reacted to Shido's reaction to his female form was. . .
He's currently in the kitchen, attempting to make tempura. Attempting being the key word. He couldn't find a deep fryer, however, so he's just using a pot full of oil. And he's... very distracted. Thinking about Aiden, earlier. The look on his face had... torn Shido up inside, and now he couldn't stop thinking about it.
What the hell is wrong with him? Fucking hell, it's not like he has that reaction to any other women here... And he's over fifty for fuck's sake, not some prepubescent teen—
He isn't minding his environment, and he knocks into the handle of the pot, tipping it a bit. The oil falls out and splatters and splashes on the electric stovetop— and on him.]
—Shit!
[He manages to shut turn the stove top off without getting more than a small splatter of oil on him before he reels away, hand curled painfully and hovering over the arm that got splashed.
He's such a fucking idiot...]