[Yoosung looks between the two of them a few times, both parties unblinking, and then sighs. He walks away, shaking his head as he returns to cooking breakfast for the two humans.
[The Meowth smugly continues eating, while Yoosung grabs another pan to make the omelet in, juggling that and cooking more bacon in the other.]
Yup! My father's secretary called me already this morning. They want me to help with their fundraising, so I'm gonna be doing that, and handing out emergency necessity kits to anyone who needs them.
[Disaster struck the city and Yoosung was contacted by his father's secretary instead of his actual family. That probably says a lot.
Yoosung cries out in pain suddenly as a quick movement results in bacon grease burning his hand.
Rika looks concerned but slightly panicked, shooting a wide-eyed startled expression to Katsuki as she pauses eating.]
[Katsuki doesn't have much time to consider that information, Yoosung's yelp of pain drawing his attention. He can immediately guess what happened. Setting the juice back down he comes over.]
Pay attention to what you're doing, dumbass.
[He grabs both pans and sets them on the back burners before grabbing Yoosung's wrist and tugging him toward the sink. Turning on cold water, he guides Yoosung's hand under the spray.]
Let that run for a few minutes.
[And then, leaving Yoosung to handle it, he moves to the stove, shifting the pans back over the heat and taking over the cooking.]
[Usually when Yoosung hurts himself while cooking, it's because he's just spacing out. This time it was more because he had been thinking about his family.
He does know what to do for this, so he's not expecting Katsuki to jump in so quickly and pull him to the sink himself. He probably hesitated too long so that's what prompted the quick action, but still. It means he cares, right? Between this and yesterday... His heart is getting ahead of itself and it's kind of distressing, actually, because Katsuki's his first like actual friend in a while, someone he considers more than an acquaintance. He doesn't want his own dumb feelings to mess that up.
He isn't really fazed by the name-calling. It seems like that's just Katsuki's style. It only bothers him that Katsuki has to take over the cooking while he stands here at the running faucet like an idiot. He'd wanted to do something for Katsuki, because he'd worked himself so hard yesterday to help protect people, and was probably going back out there again today. And Yoosung had failed at this.
As he glances over to watch Katsuki though, he notices some of the bruises and such that he'd helped with yesterday aren't there anymore. That's... Kind of unusually fast healing, isn't it?]
...Thank you. Um... Are you still in any pain from yesterday?
[Katsuki doesn't seem to mind taking over. He's pretty good in the kitchen. Actually he's kind of stupidly good at lots of things. It's mildly infuriating, honestly. But it's because he believes anything worth doing is worth doing right.]
Not really.
[He answers without hesitation, not taking his attention off what he's doing.]
I should be fine to head back out after breakfast. But I don't think we'll have much fighting to do today. Probably gonna mostly be cleanup.
[As he's waiting for the pain in his hand to subside so he can stop standing at the sink, he watches Katsuki as he cooks.]
You heal really fast, huh? That's impressive... Um, sorry I'm making you do the cooking when you're my guest...
[Talking about healing gets him thinking about what happened yesterday. He wishes he knew how it happened, what this power was from and how to control it. Obviously it wasn't just healing whenever he wanted to heal, otherwise he would be able to take care of this burn just like that.]
[It's kind of amazing how instantly Yoosung's waning mood is lifted again just by watching Katsuki show off his cooking skills. His little frown pulls into a big smile, and there's a blush on his cheeks.]
Wow! That was amazing! I've never been able to do that.
[He pulls his hand from the water and dries it carefully before going to the first aid kit still on the counter from where he'd moved it last night. As he rummages for bandages with one hand, he still gets a clear view of Katsuki cooking.]
[He flashes Yoosung a grin. Taking note of that big smile. Getting so excited about that... Katsuki kind of wants to show off more now. Get his attention. He's not sure why that is.]
Lately? Not too much. Dorm kitchen sucks. Used to do it a lot back home though. The old hag can't cook worth a shit. So I'd get roped into helping my old man.
Yoosung makes himself look away to get the bandages out and starts wrapping his hand as best he can. Thankfully it's not a large area at all that got burned.]
We usually had kitchen staff back home who cooked for us, but sometimes I'd sneak into the kitchens and watch them or help out... It's more fun to do with other people than by yourself, I think.
[He glances back up.]
Um, if you'd like, you're free to use my kitchen whenever you want!
[Maybe it's a good thing Katsuki's attention shifted away from Yoosung and back to the food, because Yoosung's face is a little redder. He fidgets with the first aid kit a bit.]
Y-you don't have to do that! You could just cook for yourself, or anyone, but um... I wouldn't mind having you over for meals whenever you wanted... W-we could... Cook together, even... I'd like that...
[Ah... Is he showing too much of his developing feelings like this? Surely friends can do this sort of thing too, though. It's just an activity to do together, hanging out and cooking and eating.]
Oh, that would be cool! Ehehe, I keep trying stuff like that by myself but even my omurice ends up kinda messy...
[Katsuki admitting he was teasing him makes Yoosung smile again, and he grabs a second glass before following him over to the table, which his Meowth appears to have vacated. He carefully pours himself some juice, mindful of his injury.]
[He likes that. He also likes that Yoosung doesn't take it to heart or get mad at him for it. That's... nice. He wants to see how much he can get away with...]
[Yoosung gets this little flash in his head of hearing that from someone else. Red hair, gold eyes... Kind of the opposite configuration of Katsuki, then. Glasses, too. He's seen him in a couple flashes now, and when he saw that chat... Gah, he can't think of the name, and now the flash is gone. Oh well.
He shrugs and picks up a piece of bacon to bite, figuring he deserves the revenge against it since it burned him.]
I don't mind~ And... Yeah, I kinda wonder how many dinos there ended up being total? So crazy!
[It's not that he's keeping it a secret? He just didn't feel it was important enough to share. So his other life him had friends that liked to tease him? That's not like a life-changing memory or anything, at least not when it's about people he's never even met!
The bacon seems more important.
Though he does steal glimpses at Katsuki occasionally. It's kind of nice eating breakfast with someone else like this? It's been a while since he's done that.]
I dunno, because you could have just as easily not done it, y'know? You could have ignored me, or... or just texted. But you came to see me instead, and I really appreciate it.
[In his experience, people usually do the Bare Minimum to keep up a friendship or even family relationship with him, so...]
[He goes back to eating, concentrating on his food again, unsure what else to say to that. It would probably be seen as weird or annoying now if he apologized for thanking him when he wasn't supposed to thank him...?
Why has it always been so difficult for him to make friends before? Or lasting friends, anyway. The money, maybe. Maybe something in his personality too. He can only hope he can keep Katsuki as a friend and not wreck this.]
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[Yoosung looks between the two of them a few times, both parties unblinking, and then sighs. He walks away, shaking his head as he returns to cooking breakfast for the two humans.
Rika slowly sticks her tongue out at Katsuki.]
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Okay. He's done. For now.]
Planning to get involved in the cleanup?
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Yup! My father's secretary called me already this morning. They want me to help with their fundraising, so I'm gonna be doing that, and handing out emergency necessity kits to anyone who needs them.
[Disaster struck the city and Yoosung was contacted by his father's secretary instead of his actual family. That probably says a lot.
Yoosung cries out in pain suddenly as a quick movement results in bacon grease burning his hand.
Rika looks concerned but slightly panicked, shooting a wide-eyed startled expression to Katsuki as she pauses eating.]
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Pay attention to what you're doing, dumbass.
[He grabs both pans and sets them on the back burners before grabbing Yoosung's wrist and tugging him toward the sink. Turning on cold water, he guides Yoosung's hand under the spray.]
Let that run for a few minutes.
[And then, leaving Yoosung to handle it, he moves to the stove, shifting the pans back over the heat and taking over the cooking.]
Seriously, you're dealing with hot grease...
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He does know what to do for this, so he's not expecting Katsuki to jump in so quickly and pull him to the sink himself. He probably hesitated too long so that's what prompted the quick action, but still. It means he cares, right? Between this and yesterday... His heart is getting ahead of itself and it's kind of distressing, actually, because Katsuki's his first like actual friend in a while, someone he considers more than an acquaintance. He doesn't want his own dumb feelings to mess that up.
He isn't really fazed by the name-calling. It seems like that's just Katsuki's style. It only bothers him that Katsuki has to take over the cooking while he stands here at the running faucet like an idiot. He'd wanted to do something for Katsuki, because he'd worked himself so hard yesterday to help protect people, and was probably going back out there again today. And Yoosung had failed at this.
As he glances over to watch Katsuki though, he notices some of the bruises and such that he'd helped with yesterday aren't there anymore. That's... Kind of unusually fast healing, isn't it?]
...Thank you. Um... Are you still in any pain from yesterday?
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Not really.
[He answers without hesitation, not taking his attention off what he's doing.]
I should be fine to head back out after breakfast. But I don't think we'll have much fighting to do today. Probably gonna mostly be cleanup.
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You heal really fast, huh? That's impressive... Um, sorry I'm making you do the cooking when you're my guest...
[Talking about healing gets him thinking about what happened yesterday. He wishes he knew how it happened, what this power was from and how to control it. Obviously it wasn't just healing whenever he wanted to heal, otherwise he would be able to take care of this burn just like that.]
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He knows why. But it's easy enough to brush off.]
Yeah. More magic bullshit.
[He picks up the pan with the omelet and smoothly flips it in the pan in one fluid motion, getting a perfect fold. Clearly a practiced move.]
Consider it thanks for the first aid and letting me crash here last night.
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Wow! That was amazing! I've never been able to do that.
[He pulls his hand from the water and dries it carefully before going to the first aid kit still on the counter from where he'd moved it last night. As he rummages for bandages with one hand, he still gets a clear view of Katsuki cooking.]
Do you cook a lot?
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Lately? Not too much. Dorm kitchen sucks. Used to do it a lot back home though. The old hag can't cook worth a shit. So I'd get roped into helping my old man.
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Yoosung makes himself look away to get the bandages out and starts wrapping his hand as best he can. Thankfully it's not a large area at all that got burned.]
We usually had kitchen staff back home who cooked for us, but sometimes I'd sneak into the kitchens and watch them or help out... It's more fun to do with other people than by yourself, I think.
[He glances back up.]
Um, if you'd like, you're free to use my kitchen whenever you want!
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[He starts transferring the food to two plates. Attention back on what he's doing. But his tone is amused.]
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Y-you don't have to do that! You could just cook for yourself, or anyone, but um... I wouldn't mind having you over for meals whenever you wanted... W-we could... Cook together, even... I'd like that...
[Ah... Is he showing too much of his developing feelings like this? Surely friends can do this sort of thing too, though. It's just an activity to do together, hanging out and cooking and eating.]
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[He doesn't even question it. He did say he used to cook with his father. He even kind of misses it, although he wouldn't admit that out loud.]
I was fucking with you again, by the way.
[He seeks out the silverware drawer, locates two forks and brings the plates over to the table.]
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[Katsuki admitting he was teasing him makes Yoosung smile again, and he grabs a second glass before following him over to the table, which his Meowth appears to have vacated. He carefully pours himself some juice, mindful of his injury.]
Yeah. Hehe. You like to do that, don't you~?
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[He likes that. He also likes that Yoosung doesn't take it to heart or get mad at him for it. That's... nice. He wants to see how much he can get away with...]
We'll pick a time once everything is cleaned up.
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He shrugs and picks up a piece of bacon to bite, figuring he deserves the revenge against it since it burned him.]
I don't mind~ And... Yeah, I kinda wonder how many dinos there ended up being total? So crazy!
[Munch, munch.]
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Too many.
[He's going to focus on breakfast now. There's bound to be plenty to do today. He wants to get a jump start on that.]
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The bacon seems more important.
Though he does steal glimpses at Katsuki occasionally. It's kind of nice eating breakfast with someone else like this? It's been a while since he's done that.]
...thank you for coming over yesterday, Katsuki.
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Hah? Why are you thanking me for something like that?
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I dunno, because you could have just as easily not done it, y'know? You could have ignored me, or... or just texted. But you came to see me instead, and I really appreciate it.
[In his experience, people usually do the Bare Minimum to keep up a friendship or even family relationship with him, so...]
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We're friends or whatever aren't we?
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I'd like to think so...? I consider you my friend...
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[After what Yoosung went through yesterday, Katsuki couldn't just... not check on him?]
Besides I promised I'd show you in person that I didn't get eaten.
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[He goes back to eating, concentrating on his food again, unsure what else to say to that. It would probably be seen as weird or annoying now if he apologized for thanking him when he wasn't supposed to thank him...?
Why has it always been so difficult for him to make friends before? Or lasting friends, anyway. The money, maybe. Maybe something in his personality too. He can only hope he can keep Katsuki as a friend and not wreck this.]
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