Comfort food [OPEN]

[flailingbento]

Characters: Anybody on the Winding Way in the mood for a break and some warm food!
Content: Watanuki's made comfort food for the crew; those who want to partake come down and eat.
Setting: The Winding Way galley.
Time: Between rehearsals, I guess?
Warnings: Probably some angst. Watanuki being motherly, which may or may not be a sign of the

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[actofthegun]

Haine came into the galley, beaming as she saw the food. "Wow," she said as she sat down, "What a spread!" She poured herself some cider, the heat of everything not seeming to bother her at all. "Thanks, Watanuki."

[flailingbento]

Watanuki glanced up when he heard footsteps in the corridor outside and was already pulling down a bowl when Haine walked in. He hurried to place it in front of her, waving away the compliment with his free hands. "It's nothing, really. Just a few things. Tell me how it is?" The first taste-tester was, after all, always the most important.

[eighthmelody]

Ness had been through a lot lately, and it really showed. So when Watanuki put up the entry about a warm meal waiting in the kitchen, the young doctor could not resist.

Making his way over to the kitchen, he could smell the food from quite a distance away. If the scent was any indication of the quality of the food, then this was going to be a very enjoyable meal.

Peeking in, he saw all the food on display and helped himself to some of the soup and milk, sitting down quietly.

"...thank you, Watanuki."

[flailingbento]

Now that there were people here to eat, Watanuki was in his element - he was already going into full bustling mode, stirring the soup, straightening the tablecloth, and setting out more places with almost superhuman speed.

He paused when Ness took his soup, watching him take the first mouthful. "How is it?" he asked. He felt protective of Ness since his... ordeal. Watanuki knew a little how it felt, that helplessness, the weariness after facing something terrible that no one else really understood. Not that he knew how to say that, really, but maybe the soup would do some of talking for him.

[eighthmelody]

Ness dipped his spoon into the soup and after blowing on it a bit, took a taste.

"It's really good!" He smiled. And he wasn't just saying that, either. He was convinced that nobody could cook better than Watanuki. With the possible exception of Ness' own mother. She knew how to make the perfect steak. But Ness had to admit that Watanuki was indeed, better than his mother in just about everything else.

[flailingbento]

Watanuki somehow managed to blush with modesty and preen at the same time, through a complicated series of facial expressions and a bit of almost-flailing. "I'm glad you like it!" he said, and he genuinely was. He'd never been in the habit of taste-testing his own food, so it meant all the more to him when people he cooked for told him it was good.

"You're doing better now, right?" he asked quietly. He didn't want to bring it up, really, but he was concerned.

[kickasskisaragi]

You'd have to be deaf not to hear the clamoring and the freakishly loud thundering of footsteps made by Yuffie as she zipped down to the kitchen, stomping upon the poor floors of the Winding Way.

Slamming the doors open she breathed heavily, leaning against the frame to catch her breath.

"AM...", heaaaaaaave and a deep inhaling, "I...", exhale, "TOO LATE?"

[flailingbento]

Watanuki looked up in alarm - oh god was somebody else here to destroy things in his galley? - and was somewhat relieved to see that it was only Yuffie. "No, the soup's still hot. And quit running! People are trying to enjoy themselves, here!" He glared at her as he pulled down a bowl for her and filled it with soup.

[kickasskisaragi]

Yuffie grinned so hard her face almost split and quickly took the bowl from his hands.

She eagerly took a sip and recoiled immediately.

"HOT. HOT, HOT, HOT--oh ow my tongue."

[flailingbento]

"I just TOLD you it was hot!" Watanuki thrust a spoon at her. "Here! In civilized places, like my galley, we use these!"