[He goes over and puts his hands on Gilbert's knees and looks up at his face.]
I don't want to date anyone else.
[Funny how that is. He flirts with others and cuddles with others but in the end he can say he's really opened up to Gilbert and become the closest to him here. Yes he's been with someone else before him here but Gilbert is really the one he has bonded to. There have been times when he's wondered if this is just a sword desiring a master or if this is part of his new human nature. He can't be sure really but he does know it all comes back to Gilbert.]
No, that's not it. Before he gets to continue, Gilbert takes a deep breath. He knew it's not going to be easy, but it's even worse than he imagined...his legs are wobbly already, even though he hasn't said much yet.]
I was hoping you'll say that.
[Maybe he shouldn't have emphasized the fact that he's hopeless when it comes to relationships, but lying to Jirou didn't seem fair.]
[Gold eyes are watching him, waiting to see what comes next. Maybe Gilbert will just run from it all. Maybe he won't really want him or just... Who knows. Jirou is honestly still learning his way around some human things.
But then Gilbert says that.
Those gold eyes that are watching him widen before he smiles and reaches up to pull him into a kiss. It doesn't last very long but he doesn't feel it needs to.]
My Gi-chan!
[He's so happy! Happy sword with an adorable wife! (Shhhh...that's totally who you are in this relationship now that you're dating him, Gil.) Grabbing his hand, he goes to tug him toward the table.]
[Oh Gil. You say the most romantic things. But it's okay because you'll learn. Or probably go ask for advice and pretend it's for someone else or some other loser thing like that.
It's okay. Jirou will still be your husband no matter what.]
How did you learn how to make all of this?
[Don't mind him. He's pouring sake for the two of them and one portion for his carrier as well who has somehow climbed up to help himself to some fish.]
Good thing that he hasn't planned on eating much anyway...the way he's holding the chopsticks (he's been watching Jirou eating with them, but that's not enough, apparently) he won't be able to pick anything up from the plate, let alone putting it into mouth.]
[He laughs and sets down his food and chopsticks so he can move closer to Gilbert. Wrapping his arms around him, he helps to situate the chopsticks right then keeps holding his hand to guide him through it.]
[Pretty sure that this is what Jirou meant, he tries not to shift the position of his fingers too much and actually manages to take a piece of fish with the chopsticks, but his intention isn't to eat it himself. Instead, he puts it close Jirou's mouth. His hand is shaking a bit, so it's a miracle it hasn't fallen yet...]
[That's...not even close to what he meant. But you know what? He's rolling with this. Jirou opens his mouth and moves forward to get that piece in his mouth before it falls. By some miracle honestly.
Chewing, he leans over to give him a kiss on the cheek.]
[Watching Jiroutachi's eyes close, a simple thought crosses his mind.
What if...
For a longer while his eyes are fixed on the chopsticks he's holding before they move onto Jirou.
He might be inexperienced, he might not completely understand what he's feeling right now or what should he do...no, what he wants to do. What he should do is to feed Jirou, but what he wants...well, it's something different. But it has something in common with hunger.
Since his mouth is open wide, Gilbert has a hard time deciding how should he do it but in the end, he leans in and places a soft kiss on his lower lip.]
Jirou's eyes flutter open and he stares at him in surprise. He's been the one to initiate everything so far so this is a shock to his system! So, he pauses before...]
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Gi-chan, are you saying you want to date me?
[WELL GILBERT. BALL IS IN YOUR COURT NOW.]
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[So romantic?!]
I'm saying I want to cook for you every day, can't you hear...
[He wants to hide his face in his hands so badly, Jirou has no idea.]
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[He goes over and puts his hands on Gilbert's knees and looks up at his face.]
I don't want to date anyone else.
[Funny how that is. He flirts with others and cuddles with others but in the end he can say he's really opened up to Gilbert and become the closest to him here. Yes he's been with someone else before him here but Gilbert is really the one he has bonded to. There have been times when he's wondered if this is just a sword desiring a master or if this is part of his new human nature. He can't be sure really but he does know it all comes back to Gilbert.]
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[Afraid that you'll say that?
No, that's not it. Before he gets to continue, Gilbert takes a deep breath. He knew it's not going to be easy, but it's even worse than he imagined...his legs are wobbly already, even though he hasn't said much yet.]
I was hoping you'll say that.
[Maybe he shouldn't have emphasized the fact that he's hopeless when it comes to relationships, but lying to Jirou didn't seem fair.]
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But then Gilbert says that.
Those gold eyes that are watching him widen before he smiles and reaches up to pull him into a kiss. It doesn't last very long but he doesn't feel it needs to.]
My Gi-chan!
[He's so happy! Happy sword with an adorable wife! (Shhhh...that's totally who you are in this relationship now that you're dating him, Gil.) Grabbing his hand, he goes to tug him toward the table.]
Let's eat this together!
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Some things don't ever change, though. Like Gilbert's blush that's spreading all across his face.]
S-Sure.
[He doesn't plan on eating much, all of this is for Jirou, after all!]
I hope you'll like it...because you're doomed to my cooking...
[SO ROMANTIC.]
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It's okay. Jirou will still be your husband no matter what.]
How did you learn how to make all of this?
[Don't mind him. He's pouring sake for the two of them and one portion for his carrier as well who has somehow climbed up to help himself to some fish.]
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[While he always paid attention to how he served his dishes, this was taking it to a whole new level.
For a bit means a whole month, but he doesn't want to admit that...instead, he watches Jirou pouring sake for them.]
I mean...you should taste foods from different types of cuisine, and I'll make sure of that. But today...I thought that's what you'd like the most.
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[He's really not kidding.
Ah! But wait!]
Do you know how to use chopsticks?
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[Given the fact that he's been in his sword form for so long and everything.]
Eat up...Ji-chan.
[IS HE DOING THIS THING RIGHT? As for chopsticks:]
Sure.
[And then he just goes and impales a pickled carrot with one of them.]
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And then he does that.
He bursts out laughing.]
That's not how you use them!
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[Genuinely surprised, he almost drops the chopstick on the table.]
How do you use them, then?
[Gilbert: 0, Chopsticks: 1]
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[With the grace of a master, he holds the chopsticks and easily picks up a piece of food and brings it to his mouth.
Ta-da!]
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Okay, but how about rice?
[It can't be that easy with rice, right?!]
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Easy.]
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Good thing that he hasn't planned on eating much anyway...the way he's holding the chopsticks (he's been watching Jirou eating with them, but that's not enough, apparently) he won't be able to pick anything up from the plate, let alone putting it into mouth.]
I-I can do it...you just eat and don't mind me.
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There we go. Open wide.
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Y-You don't have to feed me, really...
[That said, he opens his mouth a little while after, making an "aaah" sound, too.]
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See how that feels? Now you try!
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[Pretty sure that this is what Jirou meant, he tries not to shift the position of his fingers too much and actually manages to take a piece of fish with the chopsticks, but his intention isn't to eat it himself. Instead, he puts it close Jirou's mouth. His hand is shaking a bit, so it's a miracle it hasn't fallen yet...]
O-Open wide.
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Chewing, he leans over to give him a kiss on the cheek.]
See? You just need practice.
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It seems like it...
[Let him scoop them immediately and try to put some food into Jirou's mouth once more. Apparently, he prefers feeding someone than being fed.]
What would you like next?
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You are too precious for words.
So Jirou closes his eyes.]
Surprise me.
[Open mouth!]
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What if...
For a longer while his eyes are fixed on the chopsticks he's holding before they move onto Jirou.
He might be inexperienced, he might not completely understand what he's feeling right now or what should he do...no, what he wants to do. What he should do is to feed Jirou, but what he wants...well, it's something different. But it has something in common with hunger.
Since his mouth is open wide, Gilbert has a hard time deciding how should he do it but in the end, he leans in and places a soft kiss on his lower lip.]
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Did...
Did Gilbert just...
Did he just INITIATE a kiss?
Jirou's eyes flutter open and he stares at him in surprise. He's been the one to initiate everything so far so this is a shock to his system! So, he pauses before...]
Another please. That one tasted good.
[MOUTH CLOSED THIS TIME.]
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