[the slippers are just one of the many causalities the night will see. the teasing and adoration earns Hitoshi a sharp grin with a delightful squeeze. he knows he's a romantic sap. Tetsutetsu relishes in the fact, always willing (and wanting) to shower Hitoshi with the attention she rightfully deserves. from flowers, to kisses, to little gifts, and intimate presents. he'll give her everything he can.

once they've made it to the kitchen, he sets her down on top of the counter but doesn't let go. instead he holds her hips on the counter, playfully refusing to let her go.]

You know I'm gonna eat it all, right? [he accounted for the fact that Hitoshi would make enough to feed an army. his lunch today was relatively simple and light; giving him just enough energy to make it till he got home.] There won't be any leftovers.

[he brings his face to hers, giving her yet another kiss.]

I hope you're hungry too. [there's a squeeze at her hips. a small indication that he meant hungry for something else. for now, Tetsu let's go of Hitoshi to make for the sink.]

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