[Believe it or not, Sakusa is capable of respectful manners, and when it comes to Ushijima, Sakusa's are impeccable. He arrives exactly at the promised time with a gift in hand. The basket is unassuming enough, the type that would normally carry expensive fruit or melons, but its contents are hardly conventional, an ornate bounty filled to the brim with baking soda, borax, ammonia, bleach, and white vinegar. There's brand new microfiber towels and scrubbers tucked between the bottles as padding, and a handful of lemons and a single rose tucked in the very center. To anybody else, it might look like Sakusa's on his way to clean the prime minister's penthouse, but his purpose, at least in his view, is far more urgent than that. Sakusa holds out his basket with beaming pride, as though offering tribute.]
Excuse the intrusion... Or should I say, "I'm home"? Either way, I brought this for you.
[He toes off his shoes and removes his mask only after Ushijima's taken the gift, and immediately wrings his hands with hand sanitizer from his pocket. Instead of entering Ushijima's home and immediately beginning the judgement he'd pass on anybody else's home, he turns to his boyfriend and plants a quick, chaste kiss to his lips. He backs away quickly, blushing just as thickly as had the first time he stole a kiss.
He nods to himself in approval of the gesture and finally makes his way into the apartment. There's no attempt to conceal the fact he's assessing the space, even dragging a fingertip along usually stagnant surfaces to check for dust. He can usually tell if an apartment meets his standards from that alone, but the lingering smell of chemicals confirms the place has been cleaned recently. Seemingly satisfied, Sakusa shoulders off a heavy bag and sets it on the table with purpose.]
I brought everything I need to spend the night.
[Sakusa turns to Ushijima once more, this time marching up to him. There's a tense moment where it seems like he might tug Ushijima by the apron and take another kiss, but Sakusa simply stares him down. It's easy to tell the apartment's been cleaned, but the equally obvious why is what makes Sakusa finger along the edges of the dangling ends of the knot tied against Ushijima's waist.]
You prepared your home for me, and seeing you in that apron makes me want you now. But I came to learn how to cook, so that will have to wait.
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Excuse the intrusion... Or should I say, "I'm home"? Either way, I brought this for you.
[He toes off his shoes and removes his mask only after Ushijima's taken the gift, and immediately wrings his hands with hand sanitizer from his pocket. Instead of entering Ushijima's home and immediately beginning the judgement he'd pass on anybody else's home, he turns to his boyfriend and plants a quick, chaste kiss to his lips. He backs away quickly, blushing just as thickly as had the first time he stole a kiss.
He nods to himself in approval of the gesture and finally makes his way into the apartment. There's no attempt to conceal the fact he's assessing the space, even dragging a fingertip along usually stagnant surfaces to check for dust. He can usually tell if an apartment meets his standards from that alone, but the lingering smell of chemicals confirms the place has been cleaned recently. Seemingly satisfied, Sakusa shoulders off a heavy bag and sets it on the table with purpose.]
I brought everything I need to spend the night.
[Sakusa turns to Ushijima once more, this time marching up to him. There's a tense moment where it seems like he might tug Ushijima by the apron and take another kiss, but Sakusa simply stares him down. It's easy to tell the apartment's been cleaned, but the equally obvious why is what makes Sakusa finger along the edges of the dangling ends of the knot tied against Ushijima's waist.]
You prepared your home for me, and seeing you in that apron makes me want you now. But I came to learn how to cook, so that will have to wait.
Let's get started.
[And...yup, he's headed to the kitchen.]