Suou Katsuya (
sumarusfinest) wrote2015-09-19 08:00 pm
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Unexpected Developments [For Verity Willis]
The entire week has been a near constant roller coaster. Between discovering the fate of Verity's world, designing the memorial for the Nexus, interviewing with Schon and...revelations, the officer is completely drained when he wanders into his empty apartment at the end of the week, late evening and wiped.
The stillness of the apartment makes a numb sense of loneliness settle over him that makes eating seem like more trouble than it's worth. Might as well just settle in and read a book until he's too tired to stay awake anymore.
His tie is loosened, suit jacket hung up carefully. His holster comes off, followed by his cell phone, both set down on the counter. A pot of coffee maybe? Katsuya looks back at his cell phone.
Oh.
It's scooped up immediately, speed dialing Verity's number. The officer worries at his bottom lip while he waits for it to ring.
The stillness of the apartment makes a numb sense of loneliness settle over him that makes eating seem like more trouble than it's worth. Might as well just settle in and read a book until he's too tired to stay awake anymore.
His tie is loosened, suit jacket hung up carefully. His holster comes off, followed by his cell phone, both set down on the counter. A pot of coffee maybe? Katsuya looks back at his cell phone.
Oh.
It's scooped up immediately, speed dialing Verity's number. The officer worries at his bottom lip while he waits for it to ring.
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"I suppose that makes sense, though Manhattan is so close to the water I hadn't considered that." He's making these slicing motions with his hands, as though mapping out how to clean and gut an imaginary fish on the table.
"With the smaller fish like the sanma...er...pacific saury I think? In English? Anyway, they're easier to remove the spine and small bones once cooked. You just have to be thorough."
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"America is the land of convenience. Plus nobody wants to think about where their food really comes from." She watches the mime act with an amused smile. It's not really going to help, but he's too cute to stop. "Yes, I would think so. Wouldn't want to choke on anything."
Her first several attempts are going to end in fish nuggets. This is what beer batter was invented for.
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"You understand. It won't be hard to learn. I can show you next time." It's Verity's turn to go home with a bunch of leftovers tonight, because Katsuya isn't going to eat all of this himself. Cooking for one's kind of a downer that way.
"So, Nexus fruit?"
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She smiles at the question and glances over at the bag of fruit she brought. "I'm not sure what it's called, nobody seems to have agreed on a name yet. It tastes like a mix of melons and strawberry, but you don't have to peel it or remove a rind or anything. The skin is like an apple's, you can eat it. The boy I bought them from says they grow on trees in the park. I thought it might be fun to find out what we can do with it."
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Nexus fruit is regarded with some suspicion.
He's still going to make the sweetened whipped cream to go with the diced fruit. But with suspicion.
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"Excellent." That's all he needs to hear really. He can count on Verity to look out for things like that. It's quite reassuring.
"I'll prepare the cream now then, if you'd care to dice the fruit?" Cutting board and knife are produced in short order. Katsuya's busy fetching a bowl and his whisk.
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"You know, if we added marshmallows, this would be called a salad in America." This is meant to be amusing. Her tone suggests it's not something she understands or approves of, and considers the sort of weird habit people generally accept from a family member.
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Powdered sugar is added to the cream and then Katsuya gets to whisking. Electric mixers are for suckers. He'll have a bowl of soft-peak whipped cream ready in no time.
By then, of course, Verity has the fruit into small bowls and Katsuya places a serving spoon into the whipped cream so Verity can take what she'd like. He gives a dollop of it to himself and settles over onto the couch with it and a spoon for eating.
"I'm glad someone discovered these. They're quite tasty."
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Electric mixers are for people with bigger kitchens and a willingness to have whipped cream turn into butter when they're not looking. Let's just not go there.
She doesn't take too much cream, preferring it as an accent to the fruit, and then sits beside him on the couch. "They are," she agrees. A few more good associations with the place might make him feel better about wanting to spend time there.
"So, should I explore the new foods there further?" She's going to either way, but she doesn't have to involve him.
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Katsuya can't get over this idea that there's someone else in his apartment spending an evening with him. The loneliness of the place still hangs--it will take a while to disappear. But for a change his home seems warm and inviting.
"I'd think you'd be safer than most to do such an investigation, too." Why wouldn't he treat it as an investigation. It's also a good distraction for her, Katsuya suspects.
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When she's finished with her dessert she sets the bowl down and folds her hands in her lap. She wants to cuddle, but she's not sure how to ask. With Loki, she would have just taken what she wants. She was always welcome to be whatever she wanted to be with him, except his lover. There was a freedom in that. This uncertainty is less appealing.
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"Would you care for some tea or coffee?" Comes a polite offer from back in the kitchen. "I'd be happy to make some for you while you're relaxing."
Not a clue.
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But she does know a good guest is a helpful guest, so when she hears the sink running she'll follow him into the kitchen to dry the dishes. "Whichever you're having would be great. I don't usually drink a lot of tea," which he may have noticed, "but it's supposed to be real healthy so that wouldn't be a bad change."
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"You don't have to, Verity.." He's mumbling, but he's already scooted over to give her room. Is the kitchen really this tiny or is he deliberately staying just a little too close to be casual? He keeps brushing her side with his.
"Coffee it is then." Katsuya dries his hands on a teatowel before getting them some beverages. "I must confess I don't drink nearly as much tea as I used to, but I received a very good quality brand of matcha powder from a coworker last new years, so I try to make a habit of drinking it when I can."
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"I want to." He's going to have to explain this obligation language stuff to her someday. Feeling like she has to constantly reassure him about these things is going to get old fast. Maybe not so much when he's brushing up against her like that, though. The kitchen wasn't that small before, so she's pretty sure he's doing it on purpose. At some point when his hands are empty, she'll give him a gentle but deliberate hip check.
"That's a nice present. Why does matcha come as a powder? Does it taste better that way?"
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It really is jarring and obtrusive to a non-native, and Katsuya has actually made a habit of dialing it back. Which goes to show how crazy that whole structure must be. The hip bump makes him blush out to his ears again, and you know, that may just be the degree of blushing he normally gets. Because he's not moving away from her at all.
"It's healthier." Katsuya nods. "You drink the whole tea leaf this way, so only the best quality are used and ground into powder. The taste is richer, and it integrates into other dishes better this way. It's why you will see so many green tea flavored items and baked goods. All matcha powder."
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Blushing and not moving away are a good sign when taken together. She'll test this theory by waiting a little while before trying again. She is again gentle but deliberate. Nobody said doing the dishes together can't be fun.
"Oh. That makes sense. But you prefer coffee?" Maybe it's a multiversal cop thing. Maybe it's a rule. She wonders what Japanese cops eat instead of donuts. So much to learn...
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"I-i. Well, uhm." He sucks in a deep breath. "Yes. Per cup, one gets more caffeine out of coffee and I like it old and/or reheated much better than old tea." And when cases get really bad he just makes double strength coffee that tastes awful but has enough caffeine to get the job done.
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"So it's all about the caffeine? Promise me you won't switch to energy drinks, those things are evil." They're probably made by Roxxon in the 616, and probably made out of whatever's left over from their latest evil scheme. Nobody wants that shit.
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"I've never considered them." He promises. "Too much sugar and preservatives."
Wish the dishes all done and the coffee dutifully poured in cute cat themed mugs, Katsuya leads them back to the living room. He catches sight of his suit and tie still slung over one of the dining room chairs and can't help the tiny smile on his face.
This is much better than the night he had expected.
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Even the simplest things together are so much better than being alone. This is true for both of them. And this time, once they're both sitting, she'll hold out her hand. It's a sort of asking.
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Watching her drink out of it makes him smile more. It's cute.
And not even Officer Suou, Sergeant Oblivious misses the question for what it is. He'll take her hand in his free one and shift closer so he can hold it more comfortably while they sit.
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She'll shift a little closer too so she can lean her head against his arm. It's not quite cuddling and they can both back away easily if it's too much for him. "So... what's the Japanese equivalent of dinner and a movie?"
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"I've no idea, actually. The closest thing to a date I've ever been on was inviting someone over to bake. And ended in a huge mess, a ruined batch of brownies, and both of us laughing until we cried."
"....It took me three days to clean my kitchen."
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmYVfyqzu4Y
That Mario one at the end...
Japanese tv is amazing and terrifying
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