waffles in the pillowfort - an Edensnake thread

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[ The idea has been running through Tadashi's mind for a while now. It's clear to him now that Ainosuke's affection for Langa is not going to fade over time. It's not a dramatic whim of fancy, but a pure feeling of devotion and dedication. And honestly, the more time Tadashi spends at S after the tournament the more he gets to know Langa as well. What might have been jealousy for a flicker of a moment has become something more complicated. He's come to appreciate Langa and see how his natural talent and understated personality have charmed Ainosuke. He's come to be charmed himself.

When Langa comes to the Shindo mansion unannounced it's Tadashi who lets him in and silences the staff with a single look. Ainosuke is still in a meeting, one that Tadashi would have been at as well if not for the paperwork that he had to do for tomorrow's meetings.

Playing host in Ainosuke's absence, Tadashi collects some fresh-made waffles from the kitchen with strawberries and cream. By the time he gets back to Ainosuke's quarters Langa is already constructing something out of the massive amounts of pillows and blankets in the room.

A pillowfort. He tells him as natural as breathing.

Tadashi chuckles under his breath and puts the tray of waffles aside. He moves smoothly to help Langa finish his fort. When it's finished they settle beneath a canopy of silk where Langa happily snacks on the provided food. Watching Langa, Tadashi feels a comforting warmth swell within him. There's the barest hint of a smile at the corner of his lips. Just a hint, mind you.

It's during that time while they chat amiably about skating and food that Tadashi texts Ainosuke to let him know what this situation is. More importantly, he lets him know what the situation could be. It feels a little impulsive, but that's the sort of thing that happens to Tadashi when it comes to these two. ]

Ainosuke-sama should be home in just a few minutes. I hope you don't mind waiting.

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[langalanga]

[In the time taken for Tadashi to retrieve waffles for an ever-consistent hungry boy, Langa had taken his time examining the whole room.

It's big!

Spacious!

Bigger than his house?

And more!

He peeks behind the curtains, he looks underneath the desks, he sits at the chair, too luscious and soft and firm for his own butt, he walks into another room in the same room, he opens the closets and startles at the sudden opening of drawers, revealing rows and rows of ties and watches and shoes and socks and thingies and -

So Langa doesn't know the terms that go on a suit. It's okay. He picks out a tie, soft and smooth in his hand and hangs it around his neck. He walks up to the mirror. Fancy...

Langa takes it off and ties it around his forehead.

He closes the drawers back up, he peeks into the wide array of suits (They're in the same shade of blue!) and sticks his head between them. He pulls his head out, sleeve of a sharp blazer laying on the top of his head.

Whoa!! Suitcases!

... They look the same.

Langa peeks back out. No one's here. Yet.

He slips back into the room from the walk-in closet and launches himself onto the bed, laughing softly as the impact bounces him off a few times. Pillows! So many of them! It's a mountain and Langa's gonna conquer it!

He murmurs to himself as he counts each pillow and cushion he could find in the room. Off the couches and the sofas and the chairs that had a cushion slash pillow slash whatever Langa could take off of the seat, and every blanket he could find in the room and the walk-in closet.

He has been unsupervised before and this is no different.

In his excitement and determination to build the biggest ever pillow fort mankind has ever seen, the only telltale sign that Tadashi's back is the quiet opening of the door behind him. Langa is busy with his construction.

Pillow fort.

He sobers up some to accept the tray of waffles graciously (It's a lot of waffles! It's a tower of waffles!) and bows, for... 20 seconds. Which was enough time in his memory with Reki at Dope Sketch. But within those 20 seconds did he take the tray and delicately put it between his legs, grabs a fork, and struck the dessert through like a mighty spear.

He turns his head towards Tadashi, forkful of waffles paused before his mouth.]

Oh. I don't mind.

[He slips the tie behind him. He takes a huge bite, swaying his feet back and forth to an unspoken rhythm. He stops suddenly. Face lighting up as he chews. It's like waffle heaven!]

Tasty!!

[Then he's cutting up a bite-sized (Langa's mouth-sized) piece and holding it out to Tadashi.]

Ah!!!