You're welcome. [He leans forward to accept the bite in turn, chewing, completely comfortable with it by now. His eyes lid in pleasure, contentment, though they open up when he realises Komaeda's coming closer.
He welcomes it, though, setting the plate between them instead on the floor so he can settle his palm at Komaeda's knee.]
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He welcomes it, though, setting the plate between them instead on the floor so he can settle his palm at Komaeda's knee.]
I'm glad I get to cook for you.