[Tim paused in his attempted to get up when Majima's arms tightened around him, and, god, his heart did stupid things in his chest when his boyfriend mumbled some approximation of I love you against the nape of his neck. God, it was hard to leave him when he was all sweet like that, but also... Tim kind of had to take care of his bladder.]
[Before he left, though, he leaned over to give that furry croissant a kiss on the forehead and a soft love you too.]
[After he'd taken care of business and gotten dressed as much as possible-- the shirt was a no-go just because of his shoulders, but the pants worked so long as he rolled them up past the knees-- Tim wandered into the kitchen in pursuit of the savory smell. He found the pot on the stove pretty easily, and when he lifted the lid, it was still warm enough to steam; he felt his stomach give a grumble at the possibility of getting filled. He went to locate a bowl, because, well, even if it wasn't the most commonplace breakfast food, it was late enough in the morning for soup to be fine.]
[The stuffed cow on the counter was adorable, and Tim gave its head a little pat on the way to the cabinets. As he pulled down a bowl, he couldn't help but notice the mail sitting there; going through Majima's letters would be pretty invasive, even for a boyfriend, but there was nothing wrong with taking a look at what catalog he was getting, right?]
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Date: 2019-12-14 11:07 pm (UTC)[Before he left, though, he leaned over to give that furry croissant a kiss on the forehead and a soft love you too.]
[After he'd taken care of business and gotten dressed as much as possible-- the shirt was a no-go just because of his shoulders, but the pants worked so long as he rolled them up past the knees-- Tim wandered into the kitchen in pursuit of the savory smell. He found the pot on the stove pretty easily, and when he lifted the lid, it was still warm enough to steam; he felt his stomach give a grumble at the possibility of getting filled. He went to locate a bowl, because, well, even if it wasn't the most commonplace breakfast food, it was late enough in the morning for soup to be fine.]
[The stuffed cow on the counter was adorable, and Tim gave its head a little pat on the way to the cabinets. As he pulled down a bowl, he couldn't help but notice the mail sitting there; going through Majima's letters would be pretty invasive, even for a boyfriend, but there was nothing wrong with taking a look at what catalog he was getting, right?]