Unless I'm intruding, or taking up time you don't have, in which case I will take my leave.
[ But he's. Not untangling himself from this armhugtangle they've found themselves in until Sanji says yay or nay. And even then he's not moving if Sanji says he isn't intruding or taking up time he needs for something else.
'Course you can stay. S'not like I really make meals just for myself anymore.
[Even when Yusuke isn't over, Sanji is constantly putting food aside for when he's in the apartment and perhaps hungry, or takes food over to the Mochi house and making sure his skinny-ass boyfriend eats.]
Then I have no plans to run out of your door right now, no. [ He hooks his chin over Sanji's shoulder and looks down at the food he's preparing. There is something soothing about watching him cook, from any angle. ]
[... Yep, he is literally just letting his hands do whatever they want at the moment, which has included putting the knife down and mixing the diced veggies together in a large bowl.]
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[He'd rub at his neck if Yusuke weren't still glued to him, but his ears feel a little hot regardless]
I thought you'd wanna take off, so...
[He is fine??? With Yusuke staying??? He just automatically put himself lower on the totem pole.
Like he always does.
Sanji....]
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... No?
[ ... Oh. ]
Unless I'm intruding, or taking up time you don't have, in which case I will take my leave.
[ But he's. Not untangling himself from this armhugtangle they've found themselves in until Sanji says yay or nay. And even then he's not moving if Sanji says he isn't intruding or taking up time he needs for something else.
He's cosy. ]
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[Even when Yusuke isn't over, Sanji is constantly putting food aside for when he's in the apartment and perhaps hungry, or takes food over to the Mochi house and making sure his skinny-ass boyfriend eats.]
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Then I have no plans to run out of your door right now, no. [ He hooks his chin over Sanji's shoulder and looks down at the food he's preparing. There is something soothing about watching him cook, from any angle. ]
What are you making?
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[... Yep, he is literally just letting his hands do whatever they want at the moment, which has included putting the knife down and mixing the diced veggies together in a large bowl.]
I figure I'll know by the time it's finished.
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Yusuke squeezes his arms lightly, watching the veggies being mixed and seasoned and all those fancy chef things. ]
I wouldn't be able to do this without a recipe. Let alone just wing it into something wonderful.
[ ... ]
It might be easier if I let go of you, hm?