#priceofpride

@priceofpride​ said:

"So what? I was hungry and the riceballs were just lying around here. If you didn't want anyone else to eat them, you should have put them away, it's simple as that." Finders keepers, after all.

      ❝ ich habe es aus einem grund! ❞  the healer stamped down their right foot, making a loud sound from the prosthetic going against the floorboards.  ❝ i was not done preparing them! i have to start all over now because of you! ❞  they sighed. not needing to be too frustrated over it. but they looked to him with a glare.

@priceofpride​ said : " what are you looking at? don't you have anything else to do?" @ tanjirou

                        ❝  um  ...  kaigaku,  you  in  there?  ❞  after  one  meek  knock,  he  slowly  slides  the  door  open  to  his  room  half  way,  taking  a  small  peek  inside.  ❝  dinners  almost  ready,  but  we’re  missing  a  few  things.  gramps  want  us  to  go  to  the  market.  i-i  have  a  list.  ❞

@priceofpride​​

Her eye is wide in shock at the name, her face steadily turning beet red. She had to kiss Kaigaku? On purpose? Just the thought was enough to make her a stuttering mess, but she managed to hide it whenever she was around him.

Taking a deep breath, she manages to find the courage to march over to Kaigaku, “H-Hey!” With only that word, she grabs the front of his shirt and pulls him towards her. She presses her lips against his as her eye shuts tightly from embarrassment, though she was also nervous about seeing his reaction.

Chibi! | Accepting!

                 he flinches in witness to the infamous “stick assault” he’s been subject to so many times, but never in a million years would he imagine seeing kaigaku on the other end of it. huh, maybe karma was real. he watches how humble his senior turns in a span of seconds, which, stuns zenitsu to the point where he nearly drops a plate. though he refrains and continues working. 

                perhaps its because he can still sense their master nearby, but zenitsu finds himself a little more cocky than usual. nonchalantly he hands over a wet plate over to be dried, routine procedure, then slips in a hushed snarky remark to go along with it.