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Who: Zaizen and Marui
When: Nov 5th
Where: Marui's room
What: Zaizen gives Marui his ridiculously cute bento. He is NOT FLIRTING. He swears.
Well, Zaizen had made cute bento boxes for the men in his life, and giving Kenya his had gone off without a hitch. He'd just dumped it on his husband as he was leaving for work. Easy peasy. But now he was left with the hard part... giving Marui (who was NOT his boyfriend) his without making it seem awkward.
It seemed like an impossible task, really. Maybe he should just eat the food himself. But he'd worked hard on this, primarily to make Marui smile, so... he stood outside Marui's door and hesitantly rang the buzzer.
"I have something for Bunta-san." He managed to say into the speaker. "I'll just... leave it here."
The real problem with Zaizen’s plan is that unlike Kenya, Marui did not have to leave his room to go to work, nor did he have a recognizable schedule. That meant it was just Zaizen’s luck that when he rang the buzzer, Marui was both inside and interested enough in the concept of a gift that he opened the door immediately, catching Zaizen before he had time to escape.
“Hey, I’m here. What d’you got for me?”
Ugh, that stupid bum with no life just hanging around his room all day and making it impossible to just covertly leave food for him! Zaizen groaned internally. Okay, he guessed he was doing this face to face.
"...I made you something to make up for the other night." He handed Marui the wrapped up bento like it was no big deal. Because it wasn’t!!! "Anyway, that's all. I ought to get going now."
“Why do you keep trying to run away?” Marui glanced at Zaizen, before focussing on the bento. He undid the knot, opening it right there with absolutely no chill, because something was definitely going on here, and oooohhh. “Dude, this is so cute. You made this?”
The bento was 100% cuter and more full of hearts than Zaizen had intended. Definitely the kind of thing that would send the wrong kind of message, now that Zaizen was thinking about it. Which is exactly why he wanted to leave.
"Yeah. I wanted to cheer you up, and I know you like food." He replied with a perfectly straight face, but reddening ears. "Sorry it's over the top. I kind of went on autopilot once I got started and made the kind of thing Momoka always asks for..."
That was a lie. His nieces appreciated cute bentos, but he had definitely made this with Kenya and Marui in mind.
“Don’t apologise, it looks great.” Marui popped an octo-weenie into his mouth and chewed happily. “Momoka’s really lucky if she used to get adorable bentos like this. It looks like you put a lot of work into it.” Not to mention love and effort. Marui was thrilled to have it directed at him.
Well, that made Zaizen feel a little better. He'd worried that things would be weird, but apparently that was all in his head. Maybe he was freaking out a little over having called Marui his boyfriend.
"I just wanted to make up for ambushing you like that the other night." Zaizen repeated, relaxing some. "I wasn't sure how else to do it."
“Aww, you were worried about me.” Marui couldn’t let Zaizen get away without at least SOME teasing. “You were worried about me so you made me tiny rice balls with faces on them. You’re so cute.” It probably didn’t help Zaizen’s internal struggle any that Marui genuinely meant it when he said it was cute.
Zaizen looked a little annoyed and a lot embarrassed. "It's not that special. I made Kenya-san one too." Although didn't that make it sound more special? Marui was included up with making things for his own husband? Ugh.
Zaizen mentally decided that at least half the reason he was feeling so awkward was Kenya-san, who had just gone 'But he is our boyfriend' when he'd confessed to his verbal slip up earlier.
Yeah, that definitely made it more special. Marui grinned. “I got a husband bento. Like you made for your husband.” Part of it was Marui wanting to tease Zaizen, but part of it was genuine excitement from Marui. Being on the end of that sort of affection would make anyone feel special. He plopped another weiner in his mouth. “You liiike meee.”
Yup, he did absolutely like you, Marui. And he was hyper aware of it now that his head had been someone dislodged from the sand. "Stop teasing me and just eat your cute bento." He grumbled at his friend, mentally wishing he'd been able to just stealthily drop it off after all.
“Okay.” Marui leaned in and gave Zaizen a smooch. It tasted like hotdogs. “You’re cuter than the bento though. Tsundere as hell.” Wait, that was teasing. Whoops. It was so hard to resist when Zaizen made it so easy. “Thanks for making me one, you’re the best.” There. That about evened things out.
God, his heart was pounding over a stupid hotdog flavored kiss from Marui. He was so damn screwed. "...You're welcome. Enjoy it." There, that sounded normal, right? "...shit, this is so weird."
He hadn't meant to say the last part out loud.
Marui didn’t miss a beat. “Yep, you are pretty weird. You okay? You look like you’re going through a crisis.” He was very casual and relaxed about this, despite the fact that the crisis was clearly about him. It wasn’t his fault he was so cool and desirable.
"It's fine. I'll talk to you later, okay?" He was just going to remove himself from this awkward situation before it got any weirder.
Zaizen had been trying to escape the whole time, so it was only fair for Marui to let him go. “Sure, okay. Thanks again.” With that, Zaizen had Marui’s permission to run away and listen to emo music, or whatever it was he did to deal with his emotions.
When: Nov 5th
Where: Marui's room
What: Zaizen gives Marui his ridiculously cute bento. He is NOT FLIRTING. He swears.
Well, Zaizen had made cute bento boxes for the men in his life, and giving Kenya his had gone off without a hitch. He'd just dumped it on his husband as he was leaving for work. Easy peasy. But now he was left with the hard part... giving Marui (who was NOT his boyfriend) his without making it seem awkward.
It seemed like an impossible task, really. Maybe he should just eat the food himself. But he'd worked hard on this, primarily to make Marui smile, so... he stood outside Marui's door and hesitantly rang the buzzer.
"I have something for Bunta-san." He managed to say into the speaker. "I'll just... leave it here."
The real problem with Zaizen’s plan is that unlike Kenya, Marui did not have to leave his room to go to work, nor did he have a recognizable schedule. That meant it was just Zaizen’s luck that when he rang the buzzer, Marui was both inside and interested enough in the concept of a gift that he opened the door immediately, catching Zaizen before he had time to escape.
“Hey, I’m here. What d’you got for me?”
Ugh, that stupid bum with no life just hanging around his room all day and making it impossible to just covertly leave food for him! Zaizen groaned internally. Okay, he guessed he was doing this face to face.
"...I made you something to make up for the other night." He handed Marui the wrapped up bento like it was no big deal. Because it wasn’t!!! "Anyway, that's all. I ought to get going now."
“Why do you keep trying to run away?” Marui glanced at Zaizen, before focussing on the bento. He undid the knot, opening it right there with absolutely no chill, because something was definitely going on here, and oooohhh. “Dude, this is so cute. You made this?”
The bento was 100% cuter and more full of hearts than Zaizen had intended. Definitely the kind of thing that would send the wrong kind of message, now that Zaizen was thinking about it. Which is exactly why he wanted to leave.
"Yeah. I wanted to cheer you up, and I know you like food." He replied with a perfectly straight face, but reddening ears. "Sorry it's over the top. I kind of went on autopilot once I got started and made the kind of thing Momoka always asks for..."
That was a lie. His nieces appreciated cute bentos, but he had definitely made this with Kenya and Marui in mind.
“Don’t apologise, it looks great.” Marui popped an octo-weenie into his mouth and chewed happily. “Momoka’s really lucky if she used to get adorable bentos like this. It looks like you put a lot of work into it.” Not to mention love and effort. Marui was thrilled to have it directed at him.
Well, that made Zaizen feel a little better. He'd worried that things would be weird, but apparently that was all in his head. Maybe he was freaking out a little over having called Marui his boyfriend.
"I just wanted to make up for ambushing you like that the other night." Zaizen repeated, relaxing some. "I wasn't sure how else to do it."
“Aww, you were worried about me.” Marui couldn’t let Zaizen get away without at least SOME teasing. “You were worried about me so you made me tiny rice balls with faces on them. You’re so cute.” It probably didn’t help Zaizen’s internal struggle any that Marui genuinely meant it when he said it was cute.
Zaizen looked a little annoyed and a lot embarrassed. "It's not that special. I made Kenya-san one too." Although didn't that make it sound more special? Marui was included up with making things for his own husband? Ugh.
Zaizen mentally decided that at least half the reason he was feeling so awkward was Kenya-san, who had just gone 'But he is our boyfriend' when he'd confessed to his verbal slip up earlier.
Yeah, that definitely made it more special. Marui grinned. “I got a husband bento. Like you made for your husband.” Part of it was Marui wanting to tease Zaizen, but part of it was genuine excitement from Marui. Being on the end of that sort of affection would make anyone feel special. He plopped another weiner in his mouth. “You liiike meee.”
Yup, he did absolutely like you, Marui. And he was hyper aware of it now that his head had been someone dislodged from the sand. "Stop teasing me and just eat your cute bento." He grumbled at his friend, mentally wishing he'd been able to just stealthily drop it off after all.
“Okay.” Marui leaned in and gave Zaizen a smooch. It tasted like hotdogs. “You’re cuter than the bento though. Tsundere as hell.” Wait, that was teasing. Whoops. It was so hard to resist when Zaizen made it so easy. “Thanks for making me one, you’re the best.” There. That about evened things out.
God, his heart was pounding over a stupid hotdog flavored kiss from Marui. He was so damn screwed. "...You're welcome. Enjoy it." There, that sounded normal, right? "...shit, this is so weird."
He hadn't meant to say the last part out loud.
Marui didn’t miss a beat. “Yep, you are pretty weird. You okay? You look like you’re going through a crisis.” He was very casual and relaxed about this, despite the fact that the crisis was clearly about him. It wasn’t his fault he was so cool and desirable.
"It's fine. I'll talk to you later, okay?" He was just going to remove himself from this awkward situation before it got any weirder.
Zaizen had been trying to escape the whole time, so it was only fair for Marui to let him go. “Sure, okay. Thanks again.” With that, Zaizen had Marui’s permission to run away and listen to emo music, or whatever it was he did to deal with his emotions.
