Late night donuts [CLOSED]
Characters: L and Vash, possibly others later
Content: L wants to make Vash donuts as an apology for earlier ill treatment, but will it do the trick?
Setting: The kitchens
Time: A little after 2 AM, takes place a day or two after the kitchens get fixed up
Warnings: A little angst, a little awkwardness, and possibly some kitchen accidents.
It was late enough that most of the crew would be asleep, except for whoever had gotten stuck with the bare-bones night shift. It left the halls deserted, and while Vash had every right to walk around like he (almost) owned the place, tonight, he was stepping as quietly as he could in his boots. Peanut followed behind him, the tiny kitten far more stealthier than he was, having not even been noticed by him yet.
Donuts. Normally, Vash wouldn't have passed an offer like this up for the world, but it had given him some pause this time. He still didn't blame Ryuzaki for getting a confession out of him like that, but there was no denying that it had left things between them incredibly strained. Vash still remembered the taste of the donuts he'd been given that night, heavy on his tongue from his own guilt.
He didn't want it to be like that this time.
Finally making it to the mess hall, he swung open the door to the kitchens as quietly as he could... only to nearly trip over Peanut, who had tried to dart in before him. He stumbled a few steps before regaining his balance, turning to shush the kitten a little too loudly before shutting the door.
Content: L wants to make Vash donuts as an apology for earlier ill treatment, but will it do the trick?
Setting: The kitchens
Time: A little after 2 AM, takes place a day or two after the kitchens get fixed up
Warnings: A little angst, a little awkwardness, and possibly some kitchen accidents.
It was late enough that most of the crew would be asleep, except for whoever had gotten stuck with the bare-bones night shift. It left the halls deserted, and while Vash had every right to walk around like he (almost) owned the place, tonight, he was stepping as quietly as he could in his boots. Peanut followed behind him, the tiny kitten far more stealthier than he was, having not even been noticed by him yet.
Donuts. Normally, Vash wouldn't have passed an offer like this up for the world, but it had given him some pause this time. He still didn't blame Ryuzaki for getting a confession out of him like that, but there was no denying that it had left things between them incredibly strained. Vash still remembered the taste of the donuts he'd been given that night, heavy on his tongue from his own guilt.
He didn't want it to be like that this time.
Finally making it to the mess hall, he swung open the door to the kitchens as quietly as he could... only to nearly trip over Peanut, who had tried to dart in before him. He stumbled a few steps before regaining his balance, turning to shush the kitten a little too loudly before shutting the door.