busui

 

                   ’ it was on your bedroom. ‘

                               he may or may not have sneaked in through the window and whatever other food that was left there was eaten as well.

                   ’ is it because the food you prepare actually tastes bad? ‘

hyacinth-o

{ ☩ }— “And what the hell were ya’ doing in my bedroom?!” It was rare Rin felt such anger, but it paused as the fact about his food was much more important.

{ ☩ }— “What?!” The half demon tightened his hold on the empty bento, waving it around.

{ ☩ }— “You liked this one enough to empty it out didn’t you?! I’ll show you, I’ll make ya’ the best damn bento and make you regret those words!” And so he was off, dashing towards the kitchen with the flame of his conviction lit.

No one insulted his cooking!!! It was one of the only things he was good and proud of after all.