[He's in the kitchen as promised. He points at him and stalks over to him, grabs his wrist, pauses a moment, then slides his hand into Shouto's, and then drags him to a chair.]
I'm making you Soba. Since you're my boyfriend.
[He raises his voice a little bit at the last word]
[Shouto looks first a little confused, and then more than a little amused as he lets himself be dragged to that chair. Climbing in, he doesn't let go of Katsuki's hand, either. Two can play at this.]
Well, I guess I can't really say no to that. You're so sweet, Kacchan.
[Is he lifting that hand to his lips to a. press a kiss to the back of it, and b. hide his smile? Yes. Yes he is. What now.]
You don't call me that. You can call me Katsuki in private since we're already using given names while fucking. [He's used to Deku and Kaminari calling him that, but he doesn't want his boyfriend calling him by that nickname.]
You like it cold right. Make me a bowl of ice so we can cool the noodles once they're done cooking.
[He leans in, kisses Shouto's cheek awkwardly since he knows there are people watching.] Now let go so I can make the sauce.
[In private? Now counts, right? After all, aren't they pretending no one else is around?
He doesn't let go right away, either, instead turning his head just a little so his lips brush the corner of Katsuki's mouth. Two can play this game, after all. After that, he'll let go, grabbing a bowl and moving to the freezer to get ice. What? He's not going to use his quirk for something that small.]
[Well, sure. and he guesses he doesn't mind if other people are around either if they're here at the dorms. After he's kissed he swats playfully at Shouto's ass as he walks by]
What, don't have enough control for one small bowl?
[He goes back to making sure the noodles don't burn and collects the stuff to make the sauce.]
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[He's in the kitchen as promised. He points at him and stalks over to him, grabs his wrist, pauses a moment, then slides his hand into Shouto's, and then drags him to a chair.]
I'm making you Soba. Since you're my boyfriend.
[He raises his voice a little bit at the last word]
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Well, I guess I can't really say no to that. You're so sweet, Kacchan.
[Is he lifting that hand to his lips to a. press a kiss to the back of it, and b. hide his smile? Yes. Yes he is. What now.]
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You don't call me that. You can call me Katsuki in private since we're already using given names while fucking. [He's used to Deku and Kaminari calling him that, but he doesn't want his boyfriend calling him by that nickname.]
You like it cold right. Make me a bowl of ice so we can cool the noodles once they're done cooking.
[He leans in, kisses Shouto's cheek awkwardly since he knows there are people watching.] Now let go so I can make the sauce.
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[In private? Now counts, right? After all, aren't they pretending no one else is around?
He doesn't let go right away, either, instead turning his head just a little so his lips brush the corner of Katsuki's mouth. Two can play this game, after all. After that, he'll let go, grabbing a bowl and moving to the freezer to get ice. What? He's not going to use his quirk for something that small.]
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What, don't have enough control for one small bowl?
[He goes back to making sure the noodles don't burn and collects the stuff to make the sauce.]