He's looking around the kitchen already, trying to remember which cabinet held the dishes. Which drawers are for the silverware. Everything smells very rich and very tasty and it's easier to focus on that.
Katsuya's always been embarrassed by how emotional he tends to get when he's drunk. It's one of the many reasons he doesn't imbibe. Or at least not very often. He drops his gaze almost immediately at what really can't even be subtext at this point in Hippolyta's smile. She's never serious, Katsuya. She's teasing, best to take it like a man. He only blushes a little bit and continues his fussing.
"Not in front of the boys you won't." Or anyone, for that matter.
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Date: 2018-03-09 02:33 am (UTC)He's looking around the kitchen already, trying to remember which cabinet held the dishes. Which drawers are for the silverware. Everything smells very rich and very tasty and it's easier to focus on that.
Katsuya's always been embarrassed by how emotional he tends to get when he's drunk. It's one of the many reasons he doesn't imbibe. Or at least not very often. He drops his gaze almost immediately at what really can't even be subtext at this point in Hippolyta's smile. She's never serious, Katsuya. She's teasing, best to take it like a man. He only blushes a little bit and continues his fussing.
"Not in front of the boys you won't." Or anyone, for that matter.