[Red Son is doing his best to navigate the minefield of his two partners having The Worst Self Esteem. He'll get there eventually. Hopefully.]
[....frankly, thank Buddha Mei is full of self esteem because someone in his love life has to have a positive amount.]
Okay. I'd like that. [There is a soft sigh. A bit of a relief. He honestly wasn't prepared for the separation. He was kind of hoping the worst she'd run off and he'd have to go after her. Not...this request.]
[He can prepare himself while trying to soak up as much of her as he could.]
[Finally, he actually loosens his arm around her, no longer holding her here in case she was to try and run. Moving to take her hand in one of his as he reached into the basket.] I made a dumpling recipe of my father's. Its been a while since I've tried doing it, but its good for picnics and spice levels.
[He squeezes her hand, threading their fingers together as he pulls out the container. It takes a bit, but he even manages to open it one handed.]
[He leans against her side, holding up the container of perfectly made meat buns with incredibly spicy filling. Since he's long since learned what she can handle and enjoy.]
[ Saya takes the hint and shifts around so that she's sitting behind him and he can either recline back against her or rest his head in her lap, dealer's choice. ]
[ She will take a meat bun and try it, having no trouble with the spice. She waits until her mouth is empty to speak. ] It's delicious. It's going to take me five thousand years to make something like that.
[Hm, he's going to lay to rest his head in her lap. Because he wants to be able to see her. It may be less physical contact, but he can enjoy her smile more like this.]
[He smiles fondly, kissing the back of her hand.] I'm sure it won't take that long. I'm sure it'll only be two thousand.
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 01:33 am (UTC)[....frankly, thank Buddha Mei is full of self esteem because someone in his love life has to have a positive amount.]
Okay. I'd like that. [There is a soft sigh. A bit of a relief. He honestly wasn't prepared for the separation. He was kind of hoping the worst she'd run off and he'd have to go after her. Not...this request.]
[He can prepare himself while trying to soak up as much of her as he could.]
[Finally, he actually loosens his arm around her, no longer holding her here in case she was to try and run. Moving to take her hand in one of his as he reached into the basket.] I made a dumpling recipe of my father's. Its been a while since I've tried doing it, but its good for picnics and spice levels.
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 04:21 am (UTC)[ He's welcome to her hand, since she can't do much about the rest of it. ]
Oh? I'm looking forward to trying it. [ Saya likes everything, but his father's recipe sounds especially like something she'd want to taste. ]
[ She rubs the back of his hand with her thumb. It's going to be okay, she promises. ]
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 04:25 am (UTC)[He leans against her side, holding up the container of perfectly made meat buns with incredibly spicy filling. Since he's long since learned what she can handle and enjoy.]
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 04:32 am (UTC)[ She will take a meat bun and try it, having no trouble with the spice. She waits until her mouth is empty to speak. ] It's delicious. It's going to take me five thousand years to make something like that.
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 04:39 am (UTC)[He smiles fondly, kissing the back of her hand.] I'm sure it won't take that long. I'm sure it'll only be two thousand.
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Date: Oct. 18th, 2023 04:41 am (UTC)[ But she is indeed smiling. ]