[Shinji lifts the lid off one of the pots, giving the sauce inside a stir. He pauses to taste the sauce off the spoon, considering, before he sets the lid back down gently, trying not to make too much noise. Salty enough. Good.]
[He's just gone to the fridge to take out the fish when he hears the TV go quiet. He steps out of the kitchen, smiling.]
Oh, you're up!
[God, Kaworu with bedhead is still so cute, no matter how many times he sees it. He crosses the room to stand by the couch.]
You can sleep a little longer, if you'd like. Dinner's not quite ready yet.
[He reaches out, then, to run his fingers gently through Kaworu's hair. It's affectionate and familiar.]
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Date: 2024-03-25 09:00 pm (UTC)[He's just gone to the fridge to take out the fish when he hears the TV go quiet. He steps out of the kitchen, smiling.]
Oh, you're up!
[God, Kaworu with bedhead is still so cute, no matter how many times he sees it. He crosses the room to stand by the couch.]
You can sleep a little longer, if you'd like. Dinner's not quite ready yet.
[He reaches out, then, to run his fingers gently through Kaworu's hair. It's affectionate and familiar.]