The first thing Yesung smelled when he opened the door was chocolate. And not the chocolate people sometimes smelled like when they'd been out on water too long. No, honest to goodness chocolate.
Next he smelled rain water, soft, minerals, cool. And then there was the smaller smell of ripening melon that magic made, and lemons and basils underneath that.
Misono and her stalker friend were making chocolate. Probably surprise chocolate, because Misono had been odd all week, "Taste this~~!" and giggling. He smiled and called out to give them warning. "I'm home!"
Meisa had been deeply focused on the task at hand so when Misono shrieked, she shrieked as well and almost dropped the mold she was holding. Placing her hand over her heart to calm herself down, she put the mold down in case there were any other surprises to be had. Thank goodness they were pretty much done. It would have been disappointing if they hadn't been able to get a majority of the chocolates done before Yesung had come home.
The two of them had been quite a force to be reckoned with. It had been utterly crazy in the thick of it, but it had been so much funShe watched Misono bound off towards the front door and smiled amusedly at Kitty von Catcat perched on the countertop. "Good work Kitty von Catcat, I'd say this was a success
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He felt his smile grow when he heard Misono shriek, followed by a more unfamiliar shriek, the stalker friend, Yesung guessed. So he'd surprised them. He was taking his coat off when Misono skidded to a stop in front of him. "Do I get chocolate, too?" he asked when she started blathering about who they'd made it for. Yum, chocolate
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Did he get chocolate? Misono giggled again. He was going to get the most chocolate. The most ever. But that was a secret for Monday. "You can sample!" she offered, hiding another giggle.
She scooted around Yesung and went back to gathering dishes to wash. She didn't speak, wanting to let Meisa and Yesung talk to each other. And also, she wanted to watch Yesung as he filled his glass. He looked so tired. He was probably going to go to bed super early again. Dumping the dishes into the sink she started the water. "You should go sit, Yesung. I'll bring you another glass of water and we can have dinner." She moved to the table and picked up one of the chocolate hearts sitting out still. "It's jam in the middle," she said, offering it out. "You can sample one now and one after dinner if you want!"
Turning to Meisa she smiled, "You can go sit with Yesung! I'll get the dishes started and bring out drinks!"
The jam on Meisa's face was probably from earlier when blowing her hair out of her face hadn't worked and she had finally given up and brushed it back with her hand. Yesung was looking at her oddly. "Do I have something on my face?" Weird. Why was it that she felt like she had asked him this before?
"Work has been hectic lately. Cold and flu season is in full swing." She smiled, shrugged, and said something similar to what she had told Aiba last week, "What can you do? People get sick."
"That's the blueberry filled one," Meisa informed Yesung before turning to Misono. "Are you sure? I can help clean up if you need it."
"Yeah, something just about here," he said, motioning towards his cheek, before taking the chocolate Misono offered. He popped it in his mouth. "Delicious." He wondered if there was a way he could beg for more...
He finished his glass of water and refilled it. "I haven't had a cold in years," Yesung said. Not since he'd been turned. "But there's one going around my work right now. Two of our cooks have been out."
Misono had thought the swipe of jam on Meisa's cheek was cute. She was pretty sure she had syrup in her hair, herself. But she beamed when Yesung pronounced the chocolate delicious. She couldn't resist him in the slightest. She held out one of the macadamia truffles. "Try this one!" she offered. She wanted to see if he liked them; she'd--oh, crap! "Because I'm thinking of handing these out at Come Again!" she covered. Not because you're getting lots of them, she thought.
She waited until he took it before taking the bowls from Meisa. "I can get the dishes! I seriously can! I can wash them while we eat. You and Yesung go get comfortable." He was on his second glass of water--he was definitely going to sleep early. "Even if he never gets sick, Yesung should still relax! And Meisa-chan, too! You work hard, too! I'll get drinks and bring the eggs and even some chocolates, maybe. Leave everything to me!" Kitty von Catcat meowed. "To us. C'mon, Kitty von Catcat, you can make sure I've got everything all set to go!"
"Thanks," Meisa mumbled as she wiped the jam from her cheek. She almost giggled at Misono's cover, knowing that a bunch of the macadamia truffles were going to Yesung.
"You're sure?" she questioned, almost insisting that she help. But Misono had that look in her eye that Meisa had learned earlier meant business so the dishes and everything else were going to be done in no time at all. Smiling, she turned to Yesung. "The Captain has given orders, let's go check on the sukiyaki."
Once the two of them were out in the living room, Meisa lifted the lid to check on everything, moving some food about with the chopsticks on the side. It smelled delicious. "So," she started, looking at Yesung with concern, "Misono-san said that you've been getting a lot of headaches and have been tired. Have you though about going to the doctor's to get checked out?"
Yesung followed Meisa out of the kitchen when Misono started standing up straighter. He had lots of experience in cooking with Misono, and when she said out, she meant then. He bit into the chocolate in his hand. "Macadamia nuts!" Maybe he'd stop by Come Again tomorrow after work, if he wasn't too tired.
He had just sat on the couch when Meisa started with the doctor talk. "I hadn't really thought about going to get checked out. I broke my ribs and they're taking a while to heal." Turning into a (much less scary!) monster probably hadn't helped the healing process any. "And maybe the weather is getting to me." And it wasn't like he was sick, just a little tired. And achy. And thirsty. He took another drink of his water. "I'm sure I'll be fine." He gave her his most winsome smile.
It didn't take long to gather together the stuff for drinks or the small bowl of eggs to use for dipping. "Is that everything?" she asked, looking to the cat. The cat meowed back at her. "Right!" She leaned around to peek into the other room. "Did you want--" she stopped. Yesung was smiling at Meisa. "Yesung! You're too cute when you smile like that! You can't smile at Meisa-chan that way! She's got a boyfriend now!" she shook her head at him, grinning
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"Have you gotten your ribs checked?!" she wasn't sure if Misono knew healing magic or not, but broken ribs were serious! Winsome smile or not, Meisa said quietly as Misono approached (in the same tone of voice she used to talk reluctant patients into getting admitted into the hospital for observation), "If it gets worse, please get checked out. For Misono's sake?"
She wondered why it sounded like Yesung hated getting checked out by a doctor as Misono asked about drinks. Laughing at Kitty von Catcat's attempt for milk, she called out to Misono's retreating back, "Tea? If you have any? But coffee is fine if you don't!"
Turning back to Yesung, Meisa told him, "If you guys have beer, beer is good with sukiyaki."
"Right after it happened," he told Meisa. "They said it'd take forever before they felt normal again." They'd felt pretty good until the full moon, and now they didn't hurt as bad as they had at the height of his injury, so he figured they were going to heal up eventually. He didn't want to say anything and agree to get checked out again; ugh, doctors.
"Coffee sounds good," Yesung called back to Misono. Coffee, elixir of the gods.
"I've never had sukiyaki before," he told Meisa. He had to admit, it smelled much better than some of the stuff Misono had made early on in them being a family.
The coffee was still warm from making the tiramisu filling from earlier and Misono poured that, as well as the tea, into some of her moustache mugs. Really, Yesung and Meisa were too cute with them. Yesung and Meisa. She paused in the door and watched the way Meisa was looking at Yesung. Something about it wasn't...it wasn't unfriendly but it wasn't friends either. Doctor face, she realized
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Meisa would be the first to admit that she sometimes slipped into doctor mode with her friends. It was mostly unconscious and really came out only when she was concerned about her friends. While she and Yesung weren't exactly friends yet, Yesung was Misono's family. It eased her mind to know that he had gotten the ribs checked out at least even as she wondered what he had against her profession
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"I'll survive," Yesung said, taking the cup of coffee from Misono. Not that he wanted to seem selfless or anything, because really, he didn't hate every single thing Misono had ever made, just some things made him really uncomfortable. So far, he hadn't heard anything about this that would turn him away from it. He wasn't passing judgment yet though. If he found an eyeball or something, he was done.
Or maybe raw egg. They were eating raw egg. He did his best not to make a face when Misono said he could skip the egg. This was still nothing compared to the baby slime, though. Beside the raw egg, this even smelled okay.
"They're always like this," Yesung told Meisa, distractedly, leaning forward to see what was in the pot. "Sometimes I think Kitty von Catcat really understands her." It didn't look too strange, kind of like stew. He used his fork to stab something green and pull it out. He tried to smell it discreetly before popping it in his mouth. Huh, not too bad. Definitely not kimchi soup, which he was very thankful for.
Next he smelled rain water, soft, minerals, cool. And then there was the smaller smell of ripening melon that magic made, and lemons and basils underneath that.
Misono and her stalker friend were making chocolate. Probably surprise chocolate, because Misono had been odd all week, "Taste this~~!" and giggling. He smiled and called out to give them warning. "I'm home!"
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The two of them had been quite a force to be reckoned with. It had been utterly crazy in the thick of it, but it had been so much funShe watched Misono bound off towards the front door and smiled amusedly at Kitty von Catcat perched on the countertop. "Good work Kitty von Catcat, I'd say this was a success ( ... )
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She scooted around Yesung and went back to gathering dishes to wash. She didn't speak, wanting to let Meisa and Yesung talk to each other. And also, she wanted to watch Yesung as he filled his glass. He looked so tired. He was probably going to go to bed super early again. Dumping the dishes into the sink she started the water. "You should go sit, Yesung. I'll bring you another glass of water and we can have dinner." She moved to the table and picked up one of the chocolate hearts sitting out still. "It's jam in the middle," she said, offering it out. "You can sample one now and one after dinner if you want!"
Turning to Meisa she smiled, "You can go sit with Yesung! I'll get the dishes started and bring out drinks!"
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"Work has been hectic lately. Cold and flu season is in full swing." She smiled, shrugged, and said something similar to what she had told Aiba last week, "What can you do? People get sick."
"That's the blueberry filled one," Meisa informed Yesung before turning to Misono. "Are you sure? I can help clean up if you need it."
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He finished his glass of water and refilled it. "I haven't had a cold in years," Yesung said. Not since he'd been turned. "But there's one going around my work right now. Two of our cooks have been out."
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She waited until he took it before taking the bowls from Meisa. "I can get the dishes! I seriously can! I can wash them while we eat. You and Yesung go get comfortable." He was on his second glass of water--he was definitely going to sleep early. "Even if he never gets sick, Yesung should still relax! And Meisa-chan, too! You work hard, too! I'll get drinks and bring the eggs and even some chocolates, maybe. Leave everything to me!" Kitty von Catcat meowed. "To us. C'mon, Kitty von Catcat, you can make sure I've got everything all set to go!"
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"You're sure?" she questioned, almost insisting that she help. But Misono had that look in her eye that Meisa had learned earlier meant business so the dishes and everything else were going to be done in no time at all. Smiling, she turned to Yesung. "The Captain has given orders, let's go check on the sukiyaki."
Once the two of them were out in the living room, Meisa lifted the lid to check on everything, moving some food about with the chopsticks on the side. It smelled delicious. "So," she started, looking at Yesung with concern, "Misono-san said that you've been getting a lot of headaches and have been tired. Have you though about going to the doctor's to get checked out?"
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He had just sat on the couch when Meisa started with the doctor talk. "I hadn't really thought about going to get checked out. I broke my ribs and they're taking a while to heal." Turning into a (much less scary!) monster probably hadn't helped the healing process any. "And maybe the weather is getting to me." And it wasn't like he was sick, just a little tired. And achy. And thirsty. He took another drink of his water. "I'm sure I'll be fine." He gave her his most winsome smile.
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She wondered why it sounded like Yesung hated getting checked out by a doctor as Misono asked about drinks. Laughing at Kitty von Catcat's attempt for milk, she called out to Misono's retreating back, "Tea? If you have any? But coffee is fine if you don't!"
Turning back to Yesung, Meisa told him, "If you guys have beer, beer is good with sukiyaki."
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"Coffee sounds good," Yesung called back to Misono. Coffee, elixir of the gods.
"I've never had sukiyaki before," he told Meisa. He had to admit, it smelled much better than some of the stuff Misono had made early on in them being a family.
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Or maybe raw egg. They were eating raw egg. He did his best not to make a face when Misono said he could skip the egg. This was still nothing compared to the baby slime, though. Beside the raw egg, this even smelled okay.
"They're always like this," Yesung told Meisa, distractedly, leaning forward to see what was in the pot. "Sometimes I think Kitty von Catcat really understands her." It didn't look too strange, kind of like stew. He used his fork to stab something green and pull it out. He tried to smell it discreetly before popping it in his mouth. Huh, not too bad. Definitely not kimchi soup, which he was very thankful for.
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