[ It's honestly not that different from dinner on a normal day: Ryuji stuffing his face at light speed, Ren taking his time across the table (although he could put Ryuji to shame if he wanted; he's just learned not to treat every meal like a Big Bang Burger Challenge), no chit-chat clouding the air while they appreciate their food.
There's just the minor difference of Ren wearing a maid costume and sporting a line of hickeys down his neck, though he's working through his pork bowl so casually that one might think Ren himself is unaware. ]
You're welcome. [ A smile flickers across his lips as he meets Ryuji's eyes, but there's no more than that.
The rest of the meal passes in relative quiet, and once Ren is finished, he rises from his chair, reaching behind to pat down the skirt where he was just sitting on it. Then he's collecting both of their bowls and taking them over to the sink, where he starts to wash them and clean up the small mess left behind from preparing dinner.
He's still intent on keeping up their earlier charade, it seems. ]
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There's just the minor difference of Ren wearing a maid costume and sporting a line of hickeys down his neck, though he's working through his pork bowl so casually that one might think Ren himself is unaware. ]
You're welcome. [ A smile flickers across his lips as he meets Ryuji's eyes, but there's no more than that.
The rest of the meal passes in relative quiet, and once Ren is finished, he rises from his chair, reaching behind to pat down the skirt where he was just sitting on it. Then he's collecting both of their bowls and taking them over to the sink, where he starts to wash them and clean up the small mess left behind from preparing dinner.
He's still intent on keeping up their earlier charade, it seems. ]