jikan_rpg | January catch-all

Will nodded in eager agreement. "It's really good!"

He at least waited until Cheng had a bite before pointing to his own mouth. "Now me!" Feed him, Riley, aaah~

He takes the presented morsel and lights right up as he chews. There's a hum of approval as he nods, clearly enjoying the kimchi.

"It's delicious. And it keeps for a long time, right?"

Because knowing how to store food in the leans times is always a good idea. And the kimchi was something that he didn't think would become boring after a while. It could be easily dressed up with other things that were on hand.

A small flush happened when he witnessed Will eating off the same pair of sticks. And Cheng couldn't help but focus on the Fae's lips. If he were lucky, they wouldn't have noticed him staring. Or maybe he'd be lucky if they did?

"Outside of a fridge it keeps around a week. A little more than that if you keep it in a cool place. But in a fridge it can actually last up to six months!"

Then he went to feed Will too before reaching into the jar to get his own bite. Now they'd all used the same...

Ohhhhh. Riley looked over and he giggled a bit. This reaction to all this was a lot cuter than with his exes. One of them took it so weirdly personal. Bouncing over, he stole a kiss from Cheng's lips.

"One day we hope to have more than shared chopsticks in our mouths." A grin and then he waved for the man to have a seat at the table.

Will noticed the stare. It brought a mischievous grin to his lips, which he gave an exaggerated lick to and a loud 'mmm' as he enjoyed the kimchi. He liked it well enough, but this was special because Riley told him it tasted so much like his mom's. Now it was even more special since they were sharing it with Cheng (using the same chopsticks, no less!).

At this, he also nodded in agreement.

But to spare for Cheng from exploding, he grinned and started pointing to things on the table and explaining what they were. He's sure Cheng wasn't familiar with pizza, for example.

So he did manage a sputtered "You two are shameless," in what could be considered affectionate. As Cheng moved towards the table, it seemed natural to just draw the backs of his fingers down Will's back to guide him towards the table so he could sit.

Cheng looked at all the various foodstuffs, noting there were foods he knew, foods that were somewhat familiar because of the Theerapanyakuls, and foods he had no idea about. It seemed strange that he had been here for so long and rarely divulged outside of his own culinary comforts. These Fae had changed him. Or maybe they had guided him into changing himself.

Finally seated and with the fact that he was between the two once again, he reached out to also gently squeeze Riley's thigh before focusing on the table. "I take it the meat and cheese pie thing doesn't require chopsticks?" he asked, referring to the pizza.

"You can eat that with your hands. Like this."

Loving the hand on his thigh, he scooted closer so he could make sure he'd get more of that from him. At the same time, he lifted one of the pieces of pizza up and brought it to his lips to have a bite in order to show Cheng how it was done. Well, he took a bite then tongued the cheese until he was able to break it and pull it into his mouth. It wasn't meant to be sexual but there it was.

Then he held the piece up to Cheng with a little gesture that he should try a bite to see if he liked it too. Riley was more than happy to share his piece with him, after all!

That's just how pizza was. Riley couldn't help that he was sexy doing just about anything. Will sat closer to Cheng than absolutely necessary because he wanted to be close to their... potential boyfriend? Yes, that seemed more appropriate than just thinking of him as a friend. His thigh was right against Cheng's, but he kept his hands free to eat.

"Or you can fold it, like this," Will picked up a slice and folded the crust to make it a little more manageable. He was about to take a bite when his eyes went wide and he turned them intensely to Cheng.

"I forgot to ask... you don't have any food restrictions do you? Allergies or anything like that?"

Will's question almost went over his head as he stared at Riley, his hand tightening slightly on the Fae's thigh as he became acutely aware of Will sitting as close to him as possible. Then the sudden movement from Will had him startling. It was rude to stare! He knew that! He wasn't trying to be a--oh.

"Allergies?" Was that a thing in his time? Probably. Only they didn't know it was allergies, then. Someone ate something and suddenly died, more than likely others would believe that food had been poisoned. But then again, the only thing he knows is an allergy. "No? By restrictions, you mean things I cannot eat, not things I don't like, yes?"

"Allergies are something where if you come into contact with it then it makes you sick somehow. Kind of like a curse only it isn't magical. It's just your body can't handle it."

That was probably the best way to describe allergies to someone from a time when they wouldn't have existed really. Well, they would have existed but people wouldn't have really understood them. That was probably the more accurate way to think of it. So best to describe it in a way that the man would be able to make sense of. Cheng was still learning a lot of this stuff, after all!

"Basically we want to make sure to not make you sick."

Will nodded at the description.

"I forgot to ask," he offered sheepishly.

That was sweet. Extremely sweet. Cheng smiled and wound an arm around Will, pulling him into a hug so that he could press his lips to the other's temple. "It's all right. I do not know of any allergies I may have to food aside from eating too much."

He lingered there at that moment, enjoying having another person to hold. It seemed to be a common custom with the future people to ensure that dietary needs were met and it was endearing. Something the Lan clan could learn from when they had dignitaries visit. And he hoped that the other sects showed the same courtesy as well.

But before he could go down that dark hole, Cheng turned back to Riley and waited expectantly with his mouth open for a bite of pizza.

"Will and I have an allergy basically. Not to food though. When we come into contact with pure iron it hurts us."

Because he trusted this man with this information. Yes he was giving him a way to hurt them but he knew that Cheng wouldn't do that. He'd be like their family and he'd use that information to protect them instead. He could feel that in the very core of his being.

Lighting up at that open mouth, he carefully helped Cheng to get a bite of the pizza, even holding the piece there long enough for him to properly get the stringy cheese.

He thought about this 'iron allergy' as he struggles for a moment with the stringy cheese. He was used to hard cheese and this melty stuff was a new exposure to taste and texture. The pizza had the same tanginess as the pasta did. Asking about it happened after he swallowed.

"Is this from the same place as the pasta with tomato sauce?" But with about the iron, he kept his arm around Will and offered a squeeze. "If I come into contact with pointy iron, I too will be hurt. But I understand what you mean. It is like nettles, then, yes?"

A grin spread over Will's face and he leaned in a little closer, dropping his voice. "Then we'll have to make sure we only stab you with nice things, not pointy iron."

Once that was said, he sat back, still smiling. "Somewhat like that, but more severe. Like a burn."

"It is! It's good right?" Tomato sauce was amazing in Riley's opinion. So good and able to enhance so many dishes.

Though he had to pause after a bite of kimchi. Because that was something he'd grabbed for himself after feeding Cheng some pizza. Humming, he swallowed. "Well Will might if that's what you're into. I'm more into getting stabbed by nice things than stabbing really."

Basically he was saying he was a switch who preferred bottoming. Obviously.

He caught on with the innuendo pretty quickly and contemplated about it. "I have not been stabbed," he answered absently, picking out another morsel of food to eat. At least not in bed. During wartime, he had sustained a few injuries, but that wasn't what they were talking about here.

"That's okay," Will chirped around another bite of pizza. "If it's not something you're interested in, no one's going to pressure you."

"Yep! Exactly."

He held his chopsticks out to Cheng with a huge bite of kimchi on it. Since he'd liked it before clearly he should have some more right? And if a little got on his chin that was okay. It was okay to get a little messy sometimes.

"Ahhhhhh..."

Before he could respond, he obediently opened his mouth for the kimchi. And then he could say something once his morsel was swallowed.

"I don't know if I'd be interested or not. The topic only came up one other time, but before any of that could be explored, he had left."

Cheng wasn't talking about Huaisang, either.

"There's no need to rush to any decisions. If it's something you want to think about, take your time to think about it. It's completely up to you what you want to do, no one else." Will smiled around a bite of his food and laid a warm hand on Cheng's leg. "It's as simple as that."

"Yep! Right now just enjoy New Years with us." Leaning over, he pressed a kiss to the man's cheek and smiled at him warmly. There was never going to be pressure here. Just two people who cared enough about Cheng to offer him something but to let it be on his own terms. Because the man hadn't had enough of that in his life.

"Is there anything here you want us to try? We have a little bit of a lot of stuff and maybe there's something here you recognize more than us."

Cheng looked over the feast on the table and his face brightens. "You found Nian Gao? Have you had that? It's a sweet rice cake." Not like a western cake that these two have probably had, but it was definitely something that needed to be in the new year's feast.

"This is served every new year. It is to represent good things for the new year: progress, advancement, and growth."

With that, he reached over to cut portions of the cake and then cut it further so he could offer each Fae bite sized pieces.

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