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"Your place? Y-yeah!" Kisumi could hardly contain his excitement as he thought of what Haru’s place could look like. He expected his shelves to be lined with mackerel, something like "Free" embroidered onto pillows, and maybe even a water bed. His imagination ran wild for only a moment before he brought himself back to reality. “When can I go? Oh! And can you teach me how to make the cream puffs?”

"Tomorrow is great! Is there anything you want me to buy or bring? Since I'm intruding I feel like I should be the one paying or something..." He asked before reaching into his back pocket, pulling out his wallet.  "How much do you think it'll come to?" Furrowing his brows, Kisumi tried to remember what the price of non-microwavable food was. It'd been forever since he'd set foot into an actual grocery store. 

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Returning Haru’s smile with his own wide grin, Kisumi shook his head. “I don’t really know how. I think I should probably take cooking classes, I’d end up saving more money if I didn’t have to eat out all the time.” Kisumi remembered the last time he tried to make something, a curry. It was so disgusting that Hayato stopped talking to him for the rest of the evening. Ever since then he gave up and just ordered take-out or brought his brother out to restaurants, it was so much easier.

"Your place? Y-yeah!" Kisumi could hardly contain his excitement as he thought of what Haru's place could look like. He expected his shelves to be lined with mackerel, something like "Free" embroidered onto pillows, and maybe even a water bed. His imagination ran wild for only a moment before he brought himself back to reality. "When can I go? Oh! And can you teach me how to make the cream puffs?"

Without a second thought Kisumi shoved the puff into his mouth. Once finished he wiped his mouth, licking his fingers clean from any trace of the dessert.  "You’re welcome. Ah! I’m stuffed." Returning Haru’s smile, Kisumi leaned back. "And hey, if you ever want to bring me more tomorrow or something, I really wouldn’t mind." 

Returning Haru's smile with his own wide grin, Kisumi shook his head. "I don't really know how. I think I should probably take cooking classes, I'd end up saving more money if I didn't have to eat out all the time." Kisumi remembered the last time he tried to make something, a curry. It was so disgusting that Hayato stopped talking to him for the rest of the evening. Ever since then he gave up and just ordered take-out or brought his brother out to restaurants, it was so much easier.

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