Pork. It's fat content means it's got a lot of flavor in it.
[Sanji turn off your chef brain for two seconds, man. But honestly, this sudden turn of events is all good in his books. He turns a grin over his shoulder, reaching over to lace his fingers in the others.]
Pork it is then. [ Pork belly, here he comes. ] I'll adjust the sweetness levels as well - how sweet do you prefer things like curry?
[ Oh. He's being affectionate. That leaves a shamelessly warm glow in Yusuke's chest... Sanji being affectionate is rare but good. And almost immediately, he lightly squeezes Sanji's hand back. ]
Sweetness...? [Hm. That's a good question. It's one of those dissonance moments where Sanji... remembers not liking sweet things in his past life, and it'd be a stretch to say he loves them now, but he pauses anyway, his thumb resting on Yusuke's knuckles as he searches out an answer.]
Mildly sweet would be nice.
[Though as long as it's not gonna give him a sugar rush, Sanji doubts he'll be picky.]
I can do mildly sweet. Don't worry, if you'd said too sweet I would put my foot down. The sweetness is supposed to complement the fatty meat quite nicely.
[ Stop
charming him with the hand holding, this isn't fair?? ]
[ohthankgod, Yusuke gets it, and smirks in his own amusement.]
See? You already know plenty of shit about flavors balancing. You'll be fine!
[Believe in yourself, Yusuke! ... How did their positions reverse like this, these losers.
Though, y'know, I just realized this was a date, and there is a tradition to uphold, so--
Their little area on the beach is mostly secluded, just the two of them on a blanket with some food Sanji had brought along, but it's not a private area, either. Already they've probably seen some couples or families trek along on a journey for the perfect spot. In particular, Sanji finds himself smiling at the kids, and only barely tolerating the presence of the adults. ]
[-- and then one of them, from a group of men playing volleyball nearby, makes the unfortunate choice of tearing through Sanji and Yusuke's spot, tripping over the chef with a yelp and a swear word, and--
And Yusuke knows what's going to happen.]
You stupid ass piece of shit would you watch where you're going I'll beat the hell out of you--!!
[Is Sanji getting more hotheaded as time passes? Probably. He seems particularly incensed today, snapping up like a hellish jungle cat and pivoting on his heel, practically spitting fire on the young man who tripped into the sand.
... He also looks a couple shades terrified of the dude who really does look like he can kick his ass, so, save him, Yusuke D8]
I've made enough curries to know what works. You can make a lot at once, after all.
[ Oh.
...
Sanji, you were doing so well? The food, the setting, the not shouting at people... it was all going super well. But the universe wouldn't be right if Sanji wasn't losing his temper at everyone who put a foot wrong with him. ]
...
[ Ah. He leans up and grab Sanji's wrist and tug it, with slightly a little more force than necessary, in case he tries to blitz the poor soul on the ground. ]
I would perhaps suggest looking where you are going. [ Said to the terrified dude on the ground, sweating bullets at the Wrath of Sanji. ] I would have thought two people sat in the middle of the beach were not exactly well hidden.
[Said dude has the grace to apologize for his blunder, he was just really into the game! (Might've been more careful if he'd realized there were homicidal maniacs on the beach >_>)
That last part, thankfully, he doesn't say outloud, not that it changes how Sanji is literally being held in place by Yusuke's grip, glaring daggers at the fool. Snarling under his breath:]
Just get the hell outta my sight already.
[jlasdjlasf YEP... gonna do that...! Gonna take this volleyball and jog to freedom and recount the tale of how he almost died!]
[ What a tale he has to tell the world. Yusuke watches the guy scramble wildly away, and gives Sanji's wrist another tug. Come sit with him again, angry man. ]
At this point, I would be more surprised if you didn't blow up at someone during a date.
[ He sounds ... amused though. More than anything. It would feel weird if he didn't have to calm Sanji down at least once when they went out. ]
Ah yeah...I know it's kinda short notice. But they're not that big...or even that complicated
I found this old timey metronome thing at a pawn shop and thought it could use a little customization with a little design
That's Elliot's
Rean I found this pretty cool sword letter opener...just want you to paint the little sheath it comes in
I might have to do payments but...think you can handle that? Maybe something red for Rean, but you know Elliot better so I'd give you full control. Artistic freedom and all
Ah, so you want something customising rather than having something completely original created. Yes, that would be doable for Christmas.
[ He knows Elliot well enough to know what he could do there, and... well. He doesn't know Rean as well, but red is a good colour and he can theme it to a Japanese style theme because wEEB BOY. ]
A customisation job will be cheaper than direct painting anyway.
I wouldn't have to if these assholes did a two-second check of their surroundings before tripping over us--!
[UGH fine he's sitting down, reluctantly though, feet twitching with the need to chase after prey and rip someone's throat out. How has Sanji never killed a man before, we ask...
Though at least he settles once he's actually sitting. With a huff (and a pout, shush), he falls back into the blanket and sends a death glare at the sky.]
[ It's kinda like letting hot air out of a balloon. Yusuke just stays quiet for a moment while Sanji huffs and puffs and flops around in what looks to him like a very funny, kinda cute angry sulk.
When he's deflated - rant wise, and literally, flopping onto the blanket - or has seemed to at least, Yusuke shifts over to half flop on Sanji as well, folding his arms on Sanji's chest. ]
Maybe we should get some warning lights and set them up in the area. In case someone forgets the spot check.
[ Calm. ]
He's gone now anyway. And I'm not having to help you hide a body, so I think this worked out rather well.
[there's a little "oof!" of a noise when Yusuke flops on him, having to accommodate his boyfriend's weight on his chest area, but in typical Sanji fashion, he doesn't make any move to chase the other off, instead allowing Yusuke time to get comfortable while he keeps staring at the sky.]
... Wouldn't be hard to hide a body here. Shit, look at all this sand and water.
[Perfect for body dumping. God, why are they having this conversation.]
But there's too many witnesses so I guess it's more shitty trouble than its worth.
[HE GUESSES. Huff.]
I'm telling you, next time this happens, I'm kicking someone into the stratosphere.
[ It's tough when you're comfy to lie on and your boyfriend wants to take advantage of that, huh, Sanji? ... Also he's preventing him from getting up and going after someone else, if that happens. Surely he wouldn't dislodge his boyfriend so rudely...? ]
You'd have to dig very deep. And hopefully the salt in the water seeping through wouldn't accidentally preserve it and cause trouble for your further down the line.
[ Rrrrrrrrrrromance is talking about how to hide a hypothetical body with your partner. ]
That'd be difficult to explain away. A flying and raining body...
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