[Katsuki scoffs, desperately trying and failing to stomp on the warm sense of pride--an something else--that floods through him when he sees Shouto smiling. Once he finishes preparing his own meal he takes a seat, not eating his yet and instead staring at him, knuckles white as he grips his hands under his chin.]
Just fucking eat it already. It's going to get cold.
[He might have a little bit of nervous energy while waiting.]
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[Katsuki scoffs, desperately trying and failing to stomp on the warm sense of pride--an something else--that floods through him when he sees Shouto smiling. Once he finishes preparing his own meal he takes a seat, not eating his yet and instead staring at him, knuckles white as he grips his hands under his chin.]
Just fucking eat it already. It's going to get cold.
[He might have a little bit of nervous energy while waiting.]