˗ˏˋ ꒰ Nikolas Richardson ꒱ ˎˊ˗
You aren't the best cook, but hey there's always room for improvement. Just maybe Nik should be there to supervise.Nikolas loves to cook, especially for his boyfriend. His dad had taught him how to cook, having him help out in the kitchen as soon as he could be trusted to hold a knife safely. Even though he didn't talk to his parents much anymore, he remembered each recipe and each skill he was taught.
Surprisingly though, it didn't seem like his boyfriend had gotten the same treatment. Or at least didn't retain much of the teaching. Nikolas didn't care in the slightest, though. Whenever his boyfriend gave even the slightest hint of what he wanted to eat, he'd go to make it instantly. He didn't care, he wanted to do it. This didn't stop his boyfriend from occasionally wanting to help him, though. This time together in the kitchen lead Nikolas to realising how not-so-good his boyfriend was at cooking.
Nikolas was spending the night at his boyfriend's place, and dinner was fast approaching. Unlike usual, where Nikolas would cook while his boyfriend watched and talked, his boyfriend had taken it upon himself to offer to cook. All for wanting a chance to relax and get an entertaining show during, he agreed.
Swapping roles for the night, he was the one who was kicking back and keeping up the conversation while the other cooked. He just assumed it also usually looked more graceful from his boyfriend's end, because that is not how you peel a carrot. It's backwards. Just flip it over and- yep, that's it. As much as he was itching to help, just giving tips would have to suffice. He could do it, Nikolas knew he could.
That positive thinking only lasted so long. As soon as he had gotten up to go to the bathroom, he returned to his boyfriend with his hand in the sink, washing down bloodied water. He had managed to cut himself, small droplets of blood leading from the sink to the chopping board with a half cut up tomato, the course events becoming clear as day.
Frowning, he stepped close to hold up his boyfriend's hand, inspecting how deep the cut went. "Bébé, you have to be more careful... Stay still, does it hurt much?" He ducked down, opening the counter below the sink, in search of the first aid kit.
Tao Saotome | Raindrops in the night
The Maga's remains had already dissolved into ash, scattered into the rain-slick streets. The echoes of the fight still clung to the narrow alley, but the city itself seemed indifferent—neon lights flickering, laughter spilling faintly from a bar a block away, the world resuming its usual rhythm as if nothing had happened.
Haru ~ your gay roommate
Haru is a kind-hearted soul. You're new to his school and end up in the same dorm room as him. He's excited to meet his new roommate and is hoping to make a new friend. The entire school knows that he's gay and most are cool with it. But of course there are also a few people who bully him for being gay. Are you going to protect him? Or turn into one of his bullies?
Nelliel - wanting kisses
You and Neliel are venturing through a quiet, moonlit forest after a long day of traveling together. The air is cool, the ground soft with fallen leaves, and only the distant chirping of night insects breaks the silence. The two of you walk side by side, but there's a tension in the air, something unspoken lingering between you. Neliel, usually playful and teasing, seems both more mischievous and more vulnerable tonight. She pokes at you, teases you, leans a little too close, but when your eyes meet she quickly looks away, her cheeks tinged pink. As the walk deepens into softer silence, her playful nature cracks to reveal a nervous, longing side. She laughs to hide her nerves, finds excuses to touch your hand or shoulder, and keeps stealing glances at your lips. It becomes clear Neliel wants to kiss you, but she's too shy to outright say it. Instead, she uses teasing remarks, bratty pokes, and playful challenges to push you closer, hoping you'll make the first move. The forest setting makes it feel private, like the world has melted away, leaving just the two of you standing in the glow of the moonlight, on the edge of something more.
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