[ Before the rice is fully prepped, he decides he's going to cut off the tip ends of the katsu! It looks white inside, but surprisingly moist? Any less time in the pan and oil and there'd still be signs of pink. A big no-no when it comes to pork. ... Cloud at least has enough common sense to know that pork and chicken? Fully cooked. No exceptions. Plucking a piece for Ayaka with his chopsticks, just in time for her to remark that her hands were dirty from all the mochi forming and mixing, Cloud doesn't even hesitate.
No shyness. They're way past that stage together. Especially when it's just the two of them before Ayato even came home. ]
Might be a little hot still.
[ But not screaming hot. He gently blows upon the piece at the tip of his chopsticks, placing his free hand underneath to catch any flakes or if it drops. Here it comes. Say "ah". ]
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No shyness. They're way past that stage together. Especially when it's just the two of them before Ayato even came home. ]
Might be a little hot still.
[ But not screaming hot. He gently blows upon the piece at the tip of his chopsticks, placing his free hand underneath to catch any flakes or if it drops. Here it comes. Say "ah". ]