Fictober 2019 Day 8 - Prompt: Warm Mugs
Title: Warm Mugs
Pairing: Kawashima Noeru / Matsuda Genta
A/N: Day 8 of the Fictober Challenge I decided to try (here) .
Day 08 - Warm Mugs
“Hey, can I use this one? It’s cute…”
It’s surprising, at least to Noeru, how Genta fished that mug out of all the mugs in the cupboard. He can’t even remember how or when he got it, had it buried in the very back behind all the others, a little too colorful for his current tastes, painted with blue and pink and green stripes and chocolate lollipops. Still, the younger one seems to be enticed by it somehow, waves it over at Noeru impatiently, and in the end, he shrugs.
“Sure, why not?” he hums, picking his own simple black mug from the corner. “I’ll prepare everything, you can wait at the couch and get the DVD ready.”
“Eeeeh, but I want to help!” Genta pouts, which admittedly is a surprise since he usually just declares he’s staying and that’s that. It’s cute, just like most of the things Genta does or says, and it makes Noeru chuckle, that childish part of him suddenly very lured.
“You’re so sweeeeet, but I got thiiis, you can go bring the pillows!” he pouts back at him with the same baby voice, and Genta raises both eyebrows in amusement, before he giggles, making Noeru giggle as well. Yeah, there’s a reason he has officially admitted he can be a total baby around this baby…
Genta really does disappear from the kitchen, and Noeru doesn’t waste any more, quickly picks everything up to make the hot chocolate he promised, pouring some extra into the mug Genta chose, adding the colorful sprinkles he bought just last week, just randomly saw them while shopping and brought them home.
The mugs are hot and steamy in his hands as he carefully takes them to the living room, and then he stops abruptly in the middle, Genta grinning at him from the couch. He’s apparently ripped all the sweets they bought open, emptied them all in a big bowl that’s now placed on the coffee table, right next to the short pile of books Noeru is in the middle of reading. Marshmallows and gummies and other sweets Noeru didn’t know Genta was carrying in his bag, and it’s a pretty colorful contrast to his books. The boy makes a face, quickly urges him to join him on the couch, already hugging one of the pillows.
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
It wakes Noeru up, and he carefully makes his way to him, handing him his mug. “Careful, it’s hot.” He warns, and Genta nods, eyes going wide open in excitement again when he notices the sprinkles.
“Wow, that’s a lot of effort right here…”
And a lot of sugar, apparently, but it’s probably ok once in a while. He makes himself comfortable next to the younger one and finally reaches for the remote, while Genta takes a small sip from his mug, humming in satisfaction. Now they’re all settled…
“Is it good?” he asks, because he does have to hear the words, after all, being the perfectionist he is, and Genta tilts his head with a huge grin, before he hands him his mug, clapping his hands impatiently. “What-“
“Try it!”
Probably doesn’t make a lot of sense since his own mug contains the exact same thing, but it’s Genta, and so Noeru doesn’t question, only blows a bit before he tries it as well. Warm and sweet, just like he was hoping.
“Tastes good.” He says, slowly giving it back to the boy, and Genta smiles yet again, before pointing at Noeru’s mug that’s still waiting on the coffee table. “Yeah, yeah, I got it…are you ready for the movie?”
“Sure!”
Yup, they’re definitely settled.
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Pairing: Kawashima Noeru / Matsuda Genta
A/N: Day 8 of the Fictober Challenge I decided to try (here) .
Day 08 - Warm Mugs
“Hey, can I use this one? It’s cute…”
It’s surprising, at least to Noeru, how Genta fished that mug out of all the mugs in the cupboard. He can’t even remember how or when he got it, had it buried in the very back behind all the others, a little too colorful for his current tastes, painted with blue and pink and green stripes and chocolate lollipops. Still, the younger one seems to be enticed by it somehow, waves it over at Noeru impatiently, and in the end, he shrugs.
“Sure, why not?” he hums, picking his own simple black mug from the corner. “I’ll prepare everything, you can wait at the couch and get the DVD ready.”
“Eeeeh, but I want to help!” Genta pouts, which admittedly is a surprise since he usually just declares he’s staying and that’s that. It’s cute, just like most of the things Genta does or says, and it makes Noeru chuckle, that childish part of him suddenly very lured.
“You’re so sweeeeet, but I got thiiis, you can go bring the pillows!” he pouts back at him with the same baby voice, and Genta raises both eyebrows in amusement, before he giggles, making Noeru giggle as well. Yeah, there’s a reason he has officially admitted he can be a total baby around this baby…
Genta really does disappear from the kitchen, and Noeru doesn’t waste any more, quickly picks everything up to make the hot chocolate he promised, pouring some extra into the mug Genta chose, adding the colorful sprinkles he bought just last week, just randomly saw them while shopping and brought them home.
The mugs are hot and steamy in his hands as he carefully takes them to the living room, and then he stops abruptly in the middle, Genta grinning at him from the couch. He’s apparently ripped all the sweets they bought open, emptied them all in a big bowl that’s now placed on the coffee table, right next to the short pile of books Noeru is in the middle of reading. Marshmallows and gummies and other sweets Noeru didn’t know Genta was carrying in his bag, and it’s a pretty colorful contrast to his books. The boy makes a face, quickly urges him to join him on the couch, already hugging one of the pillows.
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
It wakes Noeru up, and he carefully makes his way to him, handing him his mug. “Careful, it’s hot.” He warns, and Genta nods, eyes going wide open in excitement again when he notices the sprinkles.
“Wow, that’s a lot of effort right here…”
And a lot of sugar, apparently, but it’s probably ok once in a while. He makes himself comfortable next to the younger one and finally reaches for the remote, while Genta takes a small sip from his mug, humming in satisfaction. Now they’re all settled…
“Is it good?” he asks, because he does have to hear the words, after all, being the perfectionist he is, and Genta tilts his head with a huge grin, before he hands him his mug, clapping his hands impatiently. “What-“
“Try it!”
Probably doesn’t make a lot of sense since his own mug contains the exact same thing, but it’s Genta, and so Noeru doesn’t question, only blows a bit before he tries it as well. Warm and sweet, just like he was hoping.
“Tastes good.” He says, slowly giving it back to the boy, and Genta smiles yet again, before pointing at Noeru’s mug that’s still waiting on the coffee table. “Yeah, yeah, I got it…are you ready for the movie?”
“Sure!”
Yup, they’re definitely settled.
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