[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.]
[It's a pretty quiet meal after that. Katsuki is perfectly comfortable eating in silence and doesn't really think much of it. When they're done he takes his dishes to the sink and cleans them up. On his way to the living room to collect his boots he stops by Yoosung, hand dropping atop his head so he can ruffle his hair, messing it up.]
Heading out. Try to stay out of trouble today so I don't have to come kick your ass.
[The instant Katsuki's hand is in his hair, however brief, Yoosung's heart does a stupid little flip in his chest and he has to hide a small blush behind his juice glass. For now he just leaves his hair ruffled like that.]
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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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Heading out. Try to stay out of trouble today so I don't have to come kick your ass.
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Okay! Ummm, I'll probably message you later~
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