[ To his credit, Yusuke had tried to go home. He had done his best to leave the warmth of Sanji's apartment, and the purring cat sprawling across his lap, and all the regular reasons he didn't want to leave sometimes -- but he had projects to work on, and time was ever ticking down towards Christmas, when he had to complete them all by.
So he'd made the effort to go home. Or, he had until he'd opened the door, stepped out into the cold and seen a flurry of strong snow, both in the air and gathering in thick piles on the ground outside. ]
...
[ And then he shuts the door and clears his throat. ]
It's snowing outside. Just a little.
[ As in "I might become a snowman if I walk home, is it a problem if I stay here?". ]
[And right on cue, Sanji's head pops out from the kitchen entrance.]
... Just a little, huh? [Oh he read between the lines, don't worry. It's with a vague amusement that he questions Yusuke (because he knows about those deadlines, so the weather must be atrocious.) The rest of his body follows as he walks over to his front door, hands wet with suds and dishwater, turning the knob...
... Staring outside and then prompting kicking the door shut as he meanders right back into the kitchen.]
Oh no. You'll have to stay over. What a shitty nightmare this is. [In the most deadpan of tones does his voice echo from inside the kitchen, followed by an amused snort]
Whelp, Chou will be happy to keep her slave around for the rest of the night.
[ Yusuke shifts over slightly to let Sanji get a look outside and--oh well. The fact he kicked the door shut barely even registers, this is just his life now. ]
A real tragedy. I think I do still have some things here from last time. [ This is the time for him to dig out the biggest, cosiest sweater he has here and be snuggly and warm. He'll be right back.
...
When he does, it's with said sweater, and he immediately sits down on the sofa and has his lap taken hostage by Chou once more. ]
I am not the one with the largest contribution to her spoiled nature in this apartment. [ Excuse. ]
[And buy her toys and let her climb on his shoulders when he's cooking and snuggle with her at night when Yusuke isn't over... but we're not talking about those things. +_+
Eventually he'll turn the sink off and dry his hands, kitchen now back to its acceptable levels of cleanliness. Though, given they're snowed in (or about to in the next two hours), might as well be festive about the whole thing, yes? Sanji doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, but he doesn't know a person on this planet who won't drink a cup of hot chocolate if it's shoved at them.
So yeah, give him a couple of minutes to produce two mugs, some marshmallows, and piping hot cocoa before he enters the living room]
[ DON'T. PRETEND. He's seen how Sanji was with her when she was tiny, and he knows that Chou is still very cute and very powerful at wrapping people around her little paws.
Yusuke too is rather weak to her, which is why he's focused on tickling under Chou's chin and listening to the way her purrs rumble against his fingertips. ]
-- Ah.
[ Oh. That smells good? He manages to shift himself enough to take the mug from Sanji without rolling Chou off his lap. ]
Thank you. It's the right weather for this sort of thing, isn't it?
[He's not deigning to respond to that first part, THANK YOU, but he does settle down next to Yusuke after the other has his cup of cocoa, blowing some steam away from his own.]
Yeah, figured we might as well get into a festive mood. This cocoa's gonna stay unused otherwise.
[Chou, naturally, wants to see what all the fuss is, and starts sniffing about their cups like she's been allowed to have some. Sorry kitty, no chocolate for you.]
[ She’d probably enjoy the milk aspect of cocoa, but... no. This is Yusuke’s treat and he will consume all of it. Almost as if to prove the point, he takes a sip of of the cocoa before moving it just out of Chou’s curious reach. ]
Not your preferred seasonal drink, then?
[ Cocoa is good though??? ]
If we were to be accurate to the traditional winter scene we’d need a roaring fireplace and probably bobble hats. [ Which, honestly, he can’t imagine Sanji owning a bobble hat. It doesn’t seem to fit his aesthetic, which is a shame?? It would be great. ]
Not that I know much about traditional winter scenes other than from artworks, but that seems to be a common theme.
[So, uh, Yusuke is indeed correct about Sanji not owning one. His nose even scrunches like the name alone is giving him hives.]
And it's not that I don't like hot chocolate. I just don't really eat a lot of sweet things. [Sanji stop being such a grinch and ruining the christmas vibe.]
... You've never heard of a bobble hat? It's a knitted hat with one of those big pom-pom type things on the top. I see lots of them in the winter.
[ They're?? Cute? That's it, he's getting him a bobble hat and no one can stop him. ]
You could probably add spice or alcohol to this if it's too sweet. To take away from it. [ He looks down at the drink thoughtfully. ] I've heard of having a coffee and a brandy, but not a cocoa and a brandy. I wonder if it works.
[Sorry Yusuke but Sanji makes such a face at that, like there is no way in hell he's going to wear one of those voluntarily. It just sounds like a Fashion Don't to him, the French snob.
Thankfully, Yusuke has also brought up alcohol... another area in which he's a French snob. With a little animated lift to his voice]
Might pair well with a chocolate wine. Gotta make sure the wine isn't too sharp to cut out the cocoa... mm, but I wouldn't advise mixing wine and milk. [Making a face at that, yikes] Shit, I wouldn't wanna pair milk and brandy either. Might be better to make the cocoa with water, then add the shitty liquor.
[Look what he's done, now Sanji is thinking deeply about this.]
He curls himself up on the sofa, tucking his feet under him and resting his cocoa on his knees as he watches Sanji mull over how to make a hot chocolate wine. Bless. ]
Why not make it like mulled wine, but use a chocolate wine in the process?
But Sanji is nothing if not willing to rise to the challenge, and after through his arm around Yusuke's shoulders, letting the man get comfortable next to him, he's got a reply.]
Yes and no.
Can't think of a wine that's supposed to taste like fish, but there are some wine pairings you wanna avoid if you're eating sashimi -- because it'll make the wine taste like it.
[Sanji has long since put his cup down on the table so he doesn't have to worry about balancing it, and it gives him ample room to just kinda... laze about in place, head rested on the top of the couch while he stares toward the ceiling, thinking.]
Lemon sherbet... oh-- right.
You ever hear of "Sgroppino"? A drink in Italy where they mix a sparkling wine with a lemon sorbet, so it's almost the same shitty thing.
... And there's a wine that tastes like cotton candy.
Heh. The cotton candy wine is actually pretty delicate-tasting. Used to be considered a "lady's drink" or some shit.
Not sure what I'd pair it with, but hey. It's not as nasty as it sounds.
[Drumming his fingers on his knee]
Think I should try making the sorbet one then? It's just a mixed drink, shouldn't be hard to pull off with the right ingredients. Might add a little bit of mint to it, too...
Ha! It's not seasonally appropriate at all; Italy prefers drinking it in summer.
[It's not a bad idea, however, and given Sanji's distaste for bobble hats (NEVER GONNA WEAR ONE), it's obvious this man is fine with a little seasonal anarchy]
... Well. Yes, I would appreciate the couch not being on fire. But there are probably other things you could spontaneously combust at in times of need.
[ The law has been laid down. Yusuke reaches out a hand to scritch the spoiled-as-heck cat's ears as he says this. They know who runs this household. ]
Honestly, I could offer up some of my cheaper drawing paper. That would be the easiest, and would probably cause the least emotional and monetary damage.
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IDEK 12/9 ish.
So he'd made the effort to go home. Or, he had until he'd opened the door, stepped out into the cold and seen a flurry of strong snow, both in the air and gathering in thick piles on the ground outside. ]
...
[ And then he shuts the door and clears his throat. ]
It's snowing outside. Just a little.
[ As in "I might become a snowman if I walk home, is it a problem if I stay here?". ]
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... Just a little, huh? [Oh he read between the lines, don't worry. It's with a vague amusement that he questions Yusuke (because he knows about those deadlines, so the weather must be atrocious.) The rest of his body follows as he walks over to his front door, hands wet with suds and dishwater, turning the knob...
... Staring outside and then prompting kicking the door shut as he meanders right back into the kitchen.]
Oh no. You'll have to stay over. What a shitty nightmare this is. [In the most deadpan of tones does his voice echo from inside the kitchen, followed by an amused snort]
Whelp, Chou will be happy to keep her slave around for the rest of the night.
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A real tragedy. I think I do still have some things here from last time. [ This is the time for him to dig out the biggest, cosiest sweater he has here and be snuggly and warm. He'll be right back.
...
When he does, it's with said sweater, and he immediately sits down on the sofa and has his lap taken hostage by Chou once more. ]
I am not the one with the largest contribution to her spoiled nature in this apartment. [ Excuse. ]
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[And buy her toys and let her climb on his shoulders when he's cooking and snuggle with her at night when Yusuke isn't over... but we're not talking about those things. +_+
Eventually he'll turn the sink off and dry his hands, kitchen now back to its acceptable levels of cleanliness. Though, given they're snowed in (or about to in the next two hours), might as well be festive about the whole thing, yes? Sanji doesn't have much of a sweet tooth, but he doesn't know a person on this planet who won't drink a cup of hot chocolate if it's shoved at them.
So yeah, give him a couple of minutes to produce two mugs, some marshmallows, and piping hot cocoa before he enters the living room]
Here.
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[ DON'T. PRETEND. He's seen how Sanji was with her when she was tiny, and he knows that Chou is still very cute and very powerful at wrapping people around her little paws.
Yusuke too is rather weak to her, which is why he's focused on tickling under Chou's chin and listening to the way her purrs rumble against his fingertips. ]
-- Ah.
[ Oh. That smells good? He manages to shift himself enough to take the mug from Sanji without rolling Chou off his lap. ]
Thank you. It's the right weather for this sort of thing, isn't it?
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Yeah, figured we might as well get into a festive mood. This cocoa's gonna stay unused otherwise.
[Chou, naturally, wants to see what all the fuss is, and starts sniffing about their cups like she's been allowed to have some. Sorry kitty, no chocolate for you.]
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Not your preferred seasonal drink, then?
[ Cocoa is good though??? ]
If we were to be accurate to the traditional winter scene we’d need a roaring fireplace and probably bobble hats. [ Which, honestly, he can’t imagine Sanji owning a bobble hat. It doesn’t seem to fit his aesthetic, which is a shame?? It would be great. ]
Not that I know much about traditional winter scenes other than from artworks, but that seems to be a common theme.
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[So, uh, Yusuke is indeed correct about Sanji not owning one. His nose even scrunches like the name alone is giving him hives.]
And it's not that I don't like hot chocolate. I just don't really eat a lot of sweet things. [Sanji stop being such a grinch and ruining the christmas vibe.]
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[ They're?? Cute? That's it, he's getting him a bobble hat and no one can stop him. ]
You could probably add spice or alcohol to this if it's too sweet. To take away from it. [ He looks down at the drink thoughtfully. ] I've heard of having a coffee and a brandy, but not a cocoa and a brandy. I wonder if it works.
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[Sorry Yusuke but Sanji makes such a face at that, like there is no way in hell he's going to wear one of those voluntarily. It just sounds like a Fashion Don't to him, the French snob.
Thankfully, Yusuke has also brought up alcohol... another area in which he's a French snob. With a little animated lift to his voice]
Might pair well with a chocolate wine. Gotta make sure the wine isn't too sharp to cut out the cocoa... mm, but I wouldn't advise mixing wine and milk. [Making a face at that, yikes] Shit, I wouldn't wanna pair milk and brandy either. Might be better to make the cocoa with water, then add the shitty liquor.
[Look what he's done, now Sanji is thinking deeply about this.]
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[ Excuse you, you hat snob.
He curls himself up on the sofa, tucking his feet under him and resting his cocoa on his knees as he watches Sanji mull over how to make a hot chocolate wine. Bless. ]
Why not make it like mulled wine, but use a chocolate wine in the process?
...
Wait, they actually do chocolate wine?
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[He's still mulling over the details before realizing that Yusuke asked him such an innocent question. IMMEDIATELY LOOKING AMUSED]
Yep. Trust me, if there's a flavor you can think of, there's probably a wine that tastes like it.
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[ That sounds like a CHALLENGE, Sanji. Yusuke leans slightly so that he's snuggled up against Sanji, with a thoughtful frown on his face. ]
Fish wine?
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But Sanji is nothing if not willing to rise to the challenge, and after through his arm around Yusuke's shoulders, letting the man get comfortable next to him, he's got a reply.]
Yes and no.
Can't think of a wine that's supposed to taste like fish, but there are some wine pairings you wanna avoid if you're eating sashimi -- because it'll make the wine taste like it.
[Trivia king]
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Oh this is cosy though. Yusuke snuggles in a bit and takes another, slightly more careful sip of his hot chocolate while he listens. ]
... Huh. So... if you pick the wrong sort of wine you could accidentally create fish wine. That sounds like a terrible accident.
[ This is fun though. ] What about... candy wine? Like lemon sherbet, or something?
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Lemon sherbet... oh-- right.
You ever hear of "Sgroppino"? A drink in Italy where they mix a sparkling wine with a lemon sorbet, so it's almost the same shitty thing.
... And there's a wine that tastes like cotton candy.
[Trivia King is on a ROLL tonight]
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...
[ Okay hold on this is so many revelations at once. ]
A lemon sorbet sparkling wine...? That sounds incredibly refreshing. I though I'd picked something that genuinely didn't exist for a moment there...
[ ... ]
That sounds far too sweet. The cotton candy wine. That actually exists?
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Not sure what I'd pair it with, but hey. It's not as nasty as it sounds.
[Drumming his fingers on his knee]
Think I should try making the sorbet one then? It's just a mixed drink, shouldn't be hard to pull off with the right ingredients. Might add a little bit of mint to it, too...
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[ World, why. ]
It sound delicious, and not especially difficult. [ He pauses, and then lifts his hot chocolate. ] Would we count is as seasonally appropriate?
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[It's not a bad idea, however, and given Sanji's distaste for bobble hats (NEVER GONNA WEAR ONE), it's obvious this man is fine with a little seasonal anarchy]
Shouldn't let that stop us, though --
... Y'know, when we're not stuck indoors.
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... You make a fair point. If we feel it's still too cold you could always just set something on fire to raise the temperature somewhat.
[ Hahahahahaha funny joke. ]
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[THE ONE THEY ARE SITTING ON.
... And actually I think there is canon art of Sanji in a beanie because Oda loves us, so, AU Sanji has no choice.]
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... Well. Yes, I would appreciate the couch not being on fire. But there are probably other things you could spontaneously combust at in times of need.
I'll figure it out.
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[omg these nerds are discussing what to set on fire first]
... Can't sacrifice Chou's bed, even if she never sleeps in it. I touch that shit and would never hear the end of it.
[Said cat -- currently curled up on Yusuke's side -- starts purring as if to say "Damn right, Dad."]
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[ The law has been laid down. Yusuke reaches out a hand to scritch the spoiled-as-heck cat's ears as he says this. They know who runs this household. ]
Honestly, I could offer up some of my cheaper drawing paper. That would be the easiest, and would probably cause the least emotional and monetary damage.
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5/5 smh smh
10 out of 10 A+ he did his best
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