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Calm before the storm
[After talking with
jailbait_guilt, Big Boss had finally succeeded in finding the weaknesses of the Metal Gear model... and ways of strengthening them. As a reward, he had taken it on himself to invite the younger man to dinner in one of the Asian restaurants in the Nexus. After all, he was a man of class and knew that his plans were going to be realized soon enough. He might not have the chance to enjoy a dinner like this for a very long time.]
[Arm in arm, Big Boss lead Hal into the restaurant with a casual stride, leisurely urging him to take a seat. Inside, the restaurant was dark and luxeriously decorated. He wanted the best for his engineer. After all, without his help, Metal Gear would still have flaws, and his dreams might not have blossomed in such a positive way without the budding doctor on his side.]
What about yourself? What is your favorite dish?
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jailbait_guilt but feel free to stop by for a meal.))
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[Arm in arm, Big Boss lead Hal into the restaurant with a casual stride, leisurely urging him to take a seat. Inside, the restaurant was dark and luxeriously decorated. He wanted the best for his engineer. After all, without his help, Metal Gear would still have flaws, and his dreams might not have blossomed in such a positive way without the budding doctor on his side.]
What about yourself? What is your favorite dish?
((ooc: For
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[She sighs as she waits for her food.]
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[She's idly tapping her fingernails against the counter.]
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[Hal takes a seat. To anyone who might be watching, he looks (and feels!) positively happy.]
[He looks around. He does feel a bit out of place, though.] This place, uhm. I-it's really fancy...
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[John chuckled, taking a seat himself. On the table, there were various amounts of dishes that one could try for themselves. He settled on dim-sum for now.]
It is, isn't it? I would have much prefered to catch the food for you and make it from scratch. But I assume you aren't the type that enjoys hunting.
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I'd like to... [How to put this. Have a home-made dinner with him?] No-one knows how to cook, at home.
[He takes the chopsticks and tries some dim-sum too. Better than talking, and really, it was delicious.]
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[John... looked like a kicked puppy. Hunting was one of his specialities. And he enjoyed eating, as it was evident by the pudge on his stomach.]
Alright. I can make cook for you one of these days, now I know you would like that.
[He smiles, watching Hal between mouthfuls.]
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[The sad look on Big Boss's face, besides? He'd do anything to not disappoint him. Hal smiles at him] I'd love that. T-thank you so much...
[He's eating too now.]
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[John smiled wider, noticing that Hal was starting to eat. He licks his lips.] How is the food?
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[John pours them both some green tea. He slips Hal's cup beside his bowls and plates and then takes a quiet sip of his own.]
Mmm~
[He mirrors Hal's actions by wiping his mouth with a napkin and then proceeds to eat up a bowl of ramen~]
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[Cup on hand, Hal watches Big Boss for a moment, and kind of loses the track of time. An expression of contentment appears on his face. He... he doesn't know why does he feel so happy, to be honest.]
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I'm glad you are enjoying yourself.
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[He... he likes you, isn't it? Is that the reason?]
[Oh god. The realization of it shows on his face, suddenly nervous.]
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What is the matter?
[He squeezes his fingers gently.]
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[He wasn't even sure he liked men that way. Had been actually pretty convinced his interests laid in women. But Big Boss was really special, and... Hal liked him. Now he had seen it, and it had been so obvious too.]
[What was he going to do now?]
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You're warm.
Are you uncomfortable?
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Uhm. [Maybe Big Boss would notice him stuttering more than usual.] A-and you, John?
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... Perhaps I should wrap some of this food up and take you home.
[He slides his thumb just below Hal's bottom lip, stroking gently.] If it bothers you being here, I would prefer you speak up.
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[Still blushing.] I don't want to go... Though, m-maybe I should before E.E. notices.
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[He smiled slowly, enjoying the way Hal's face flushed to his touch. He coaxes his fingers through his hair.]
Perhaps try a dessert before I return you to your sister.
[He grabs a bowl of green tea ice cream and hands it to Hal.]
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[He tries a spoonful of the dessert, and... Looks like he has a new favorite.] W-what flavor is this?
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[Big Boss watched on with a pleasent look on his face. He smiled as he watched Hal eating his ice cream.]
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[A bit hesitantly, he offers you a spoonful from his bowl. Hal doesn't think of it as a strange gesture. He just wants to share.]
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Mmmh. Tasty.