;; You are an angel, Bryn. That’s the only word I have, the only thing I can think to say of you. You’re just so, so, so kind and gentle and calm. And then you hop on your blogs with your broken and sick muses and I just fall in love all over again. You utilize this sense of poetry to show the intricacies behind your muses and I love reading everything you write. Best step into permanent angst ever and I will never try to leave.
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cook — I’ll write a drabble of our characters cooking together.
so, family dinners – right? it’s a thing, he supposed, that people with families did a lot. so now that he had a family, holidays were spent with family and shiro was expected to help. little did anyone else know that he was hardly a patient man, and after a few holidays of burnt meat it became apparent that yori would need to help guide him. “ so i’ve got the meat in the oven, what now? “ he asks in a bitter tone, wiping his dirtied hands on the ‘kiss the cook’ apron onao forced him to wear for aesthetic reasons. she simply liked to look at him in it. and oh how he hated this whole scenario. it happened at least five times a year, each holiday pinpointed and birthday narrowed down to a t. their son was only three at this time, but that didn’t mean onao would spare any expense on him, herself, and even shiro’s closer-to-death-party. and oh, how everyone would be so glad to walk all over his house, eat all of his food – in which onao would pay hundreds upon purchase of them – and then laugh and drink and be merry all on his expense. “ you have to wait, “ yori finally said, looking up from his puzzle and gave his cousin a smile with a twinge of humor laced into it. it made shiro sick to his stomach that no one else could possibly do this – even shinzo declined, probably to teach shiro a lesson for being a negative nancy every time a party came around. “ why? “ he retorted back, staring at the oven with his hands on his hips. he could not stand that this all seemed to be so slow. “ because you have to, “ onao finally chirped in, coming downstairs dressed in her sunday best, with her hair and makeup falling perfectly upon her face. he could not help but stand in awe, a light smile trickling down his face. “ would you be a darling and start taking the appetizers and putting them on a dish? you too, yori. “ that small quip was enough to make yori jump a bit, dropping his puzzle pieces before smiling up at her. “ yes, ma’am, “ they both said in unison, shiro handing his cousin a decorative plate and the pan some of the pastries resided in. shiro began to take his own plate, putting everything in pieces. “ then, “ onao continued, moving into the kitchen to give shiro a quick kiss on the cheek before fixing her earrings. “ i’m going to take dai with me for a walk to check the garden, and when you boys are done you can relax until the meat is done. i’ll make the cake when i’m back. “ after that, onao left to get their son up from his nap and shiro got to work, moving quickly to make sure he got as much lazy time as possible. that way he could be all prepared when the family came and destroyed everything.
it had been a few hours later, with onao already decorating the cake and quests pouring in – shiro was finally taking out the roast, placing it upon the top of the stove and letting the steam fly off of it. with a bit of struggle, yori himself had stood up to walk beside him, wanting to catch a look at their perfect meal they had worked hard on. when he removed the top of the crock, steam rolled out and they looked down at carrots and potatoes perfectly cooked together with a roast. the fresh aroma lifted itself to their nose, and a grumble in both of their stomach made them laugh with one another. it was not soon after that the last of the guests arrived. it was a little cluttered in their home, with friends being close and laughing together. dai was off playing with kyuuri, who was the child of jaga and yumi, and yuuna who was the daughter of mizuna and ren. the adults moved together, with shinzo and misora together as a couple; sasuke there as shiro’s last remaining cousin. yori’s son had arrived with taka, the three of them sticking close to one another but still keeping contact. jaga and yumi were distant, but not too far off that they didn’t enjoy their time here – mizuna and ren looked at ease, teasing shiro and onao who laughed along willingly. as the dinner began, the children all settled down next to their parents and ate away, being good and not too picky about what they ate. the conversation was one to remember, with a smile on shiro’s face the entire time. but shiro believed it was towards the end, as his wife brought a cake to the table and the happy crowd began to hum a familiar song, that shiro really felt happy. “ happy birthday do you, happy birthday to you, “ they sang in unison, with the children singing a little too loudly and fumbling over the words. each time it made them all laugh a bit, crinkling up the corners of their eyes in fits of happiness. “ happy birthday, dear shiro, happy birthday to you. “ “ and many more! “ shinzo yelled loudly, while everyone clapped their hands. shiro looked down at the cake, whos candles marked out his age in digits instead of number, and then took a deep breath to blow out the candles. as everyone cheered, shiro was glad to have the family he had lost so long ago once again.
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