Valentines is for friends too

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Who: Yujinn, Lawr, Open
Where Kitchen
When: Valentine's Day (Noonish)
Rating: G
Summary: Yujinn is meeting up with friends.
the Story:

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Lawr was grinning when he finally wandered into the kitchen. It smelled delicious, as it always did when Yuujin was cooking. He had a talent for the culinary arts, that much was clear. He'd introduced Lawr to some very new and interesting dishes in the time they'd known each other; dinner always felt like an adventure.

The boy had clearly not bothered to dress up for the event, but that wasn't to say he looked particularly bad. He was definitely the sort of person that looked good in anything he wore, even when what he wore was a pair of black leather pants and a dark gray shirt that was so large he seemed to be swimming in it.

"Mm. I'm surprised Seeu didn't want to keep you all to himself tonight."

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Yujinn looked up and smiled, trying to ignore the letters that had slipped under the kitchen door while he was there.

"He's planning something, he told me not to make plans for this evening, so I guess I'll see what he's up to then."

The food was a mild chicken in honey and garlic, with couscous and lentils. The bread from the kitchen still steamed from the oven. Yujinn got up and poured the tea.

"I hope the letters aren't bothering him. Are you getting them too?"

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Lawr smiled faintly, taking a seat at the center island. It sounded like a very nice thing, to have someone who cared enough to surprise you like that. Lawr hadn't known something like that since he'd run away from home. Even if his parents were overbearing at times, they still planned surprises now and again.

This was close, though. Someone cooking dinner for you was always nice. And what a fabulous dinner it was shaping up to be! His mouth was watering at the scent of the chicken, and he was eying the couscous a bit warily. (He'd never seen rice that tiny before.)

Lawr shrugged at the question. In truth, the boy was a glutton for punishment, and he'd relished every letter with a bit of heartache and the mantra in his mind: At least they cared enough to write...

"They're not as bad as people say... some of them are actually kind of funny. I got one from my br-- from Dallas. He called me a nancy and a chickenfaggot. ...I don't even know what that means."

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Yujinn took a sip of his tea, something the shelf labeled jasmine.

"Most of my letters, we're fairly accurate. In fact, I think some of them are repeats."

Mostly letter from his lovers, ' you left me', 'you never cared', 'you're shallow'. It had been the ones that claimed to come from Ishtar and Darres that hurt, and the one claiming to be from his mother. And even those... were true.

'It's just the mansion doing it, so I'm not concerned." Which was a lie, but he did that easily.