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“No, I mean all the other times.” Kaoru looks up at him, the gleam in his eyes intense. “Always. Not just with me but the kids too. You always have something ready. Why?”
“I like cooking. I think I’m pretty good with words, but sometimes a dish made with care says more than words ever could.”
Food is Kojiro's love language, and over ten years of their life, he has a lot to say to Kaoru.
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05 Jun 2021
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In the way Jean exists with him, and always comes flying to him, angrily, happily, in tears, in love, Eren finds that he might have been a little short of angry enough for love. But Jean— Jean is loud and annoying and tries unsuccessfully to hide a temper as short as Eren’s, if not as hot. Jean is a morning and noon of frost, Jean is the crackle of bonfires. When the stars come out in the wake of the sun, Jean is the sound of the evening birds.
Eren loves him with all of his angry young heart. Eren loves him with all of his angry young heart.
‘We aren’t strangers, though,’ Jean says, and Eren feels that breath-catching-heart-shooting phenomenon again.
‘We aren’t?’ The lilt marking his question is almost hopeful, he thinks.
‘No. See,’ Jean continues, leaning forward and grinning like something out of a framed photograph, ‘I’m already nicking your coffee.’
(Reincarnation AU; slightly canon-divergent/post-canon)
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03 May 2021