thundercrashes | penance / overflow from bakerstreet

[They're not only good and filling, they're visually impressive too, and fairly simple to make. Bakugou takes a seat with his own plate and dips one of his rolls into the spicy sauce. Of course.]

Now you know how to make them. [In case Manjoume's every stuck with rice paper and fillings and wants something fresh and simple to enjoy. Bakugou's never had a problem with quiet while eating, munching on the food while resting from the previous activities.]

Yeah, thank you for that.

[Manjoume at least says that much here in the midst of eating, grateful for the knowledge gained while having watched Bakugou prepare the rolls.]

Next time I go shopping, I'll see if I can find the ingredients to try to make it on my own.

[The trickiest part is the wrapping, trying not to tear it if you overstuff the rolls. But other than that, it's just chopping and wrapping. Then dipping when done.]

If you can't find them in the bigger chains, try a specialty store. [They're definitely found in Korean and Vietnamese stores, since this type originated in those countries.]

'Kay.

[He will keep it in mind, if not probably end up texting Bakugou later to ask for the name of the store that the other boy shops at.]

How's the tea? Do you need a refill?

[He gets his from a smaller marketplace that specializes in spicier food options. It's like a little piece of hellish paradise. (His mom found it and told him.)

He bites into his roll and shakes his head slightly. Nope. All good over here.]

What time are you getting up tomorrow?

[Manjoume hums a bit in thought.]

Mmm... normally I usually get up around 6 or 7, but for once I actually don't have any meetings scheduled for tomorrow to require that kind of early wake up. So I could sleep in a little if I wanted to... at least for another hour maybe before my annoying duel spirits probably end up acting like a ugly rude alarm, anyway.

[He frowns at the thought, remembering one of the times they went and woke him way too early on what was supposed to be his day off to whine about something stupid]

Why?

Just in case you get horny again.

[Said in an off-handish way. Totally dumping the onus for not getting all the sleep tonight on Manjoume. After all, he's the one that as nagging Bakugou earlier to get his butt over here. Though the tournament thing he's got coming up was another reason for seeing whether Manjoume needed to wake early or not. Preparations.]

I'll sleep in if you're not getting up early. [Bakugou's normal waking time was 5:30, but he's more flexible about that on the weekends. Or if given a... reason to lose sleep.]

[He doesn't have any meetings, but he will force himself to not just sleep in too much, he will still get up at a reasonable hour to begin working on his deck and other prepwork for the tournament.

At the horny comment though, his face turns pink, accompanied by a stubborn tone.]

Please, you're the one who can't keep your hands off me. If anyone's gonna start something again, it's likely to be you.

[There is a 75% that this is bullshit and it will in fact be Manjoume who gets horny again later.]

[A reasonable hour is going to be delayed if they end up spending more time in bed not sleeping. Cause then that always runs the question of going so hard they end up passing out in the mess until waking, or being conscientious enough about it to finish and get cleaned up, strip the bed (again), make it... or just move to the couch and deal with the room later.

Is Bakugou apologizing for the horny comment? NOPE!]

Psh, you called me across the city to get your ass railed. [Bakugou grins at him, completely secure in this victory of his.] Bet you'll want it again soon enough.

[And now, that blush goes from pink to red threatening to reach his ears.]

Says the guy who started this conversation to begin with, in the middle of dinner. [You can't fool him!! Despite his blush, he manages to still sound snarky.] Yeah, I called you here, but you're the one being insatiable right now. I'm half-expecting you to be the one who can't even wait until we've left this table and are entertaining ideas of bending me over it or something to that effect right now.

[Manjoume looks nice with a blush. So long as Bakugou's the cause of it.]

Can't handle a casual dinner topic about sex? [That damn snarky tone. It's one of the many reasons he loves his duelist. Manjoume's never one to back down from something. The comment about Bakugou being the insatiable one gets a snort from the blonde and he picks up another spring roll.] I can think about bending you over without getting tempted into doing it.

So you are thinking about it...

[Manjoume rolls his eyes, but otherwise picks up his own spring roll to focus on eating again, albeit still rather slowly because of his next words.]

Maybe I should take my sweet time finishing my meal then instead of giving you the satisfaction of acting on anything anytime soon, then we'll see just how good you actually are at control here...

Who said I wasn't? [He can think about his boyfriend however he wants. So long as he doesn't act on those thoughts, Manjoume can't pull a "gotcha" on him for being incorrigible.

Bakugou glances up at the threat, then snorts and rolls his eyes. He looks pretty amused. In that smug confident sort of way.] Go for it.

[Manjoume glares at that smug look.]

Fine, so be it.

[Manjoume returns to his own meal to eat--thankfully, he doesn't do something ridiculous like trying to eat in some manner that could be considered lewd, they're fucking spring rolls after all, but instead his strategy seems to be on simply ignoring Bakugou entirely for now and instead focus entirely on savoring his food and tea here...]

[Oh he really thinks he's going to be able to beat Bakugou in this test of wills? They're both ridiculously stubborn guys, but since they already had sex... Manjoume wasn't putting himself at a favorable advantage.

Also, it's hard to withhold conversation from a guy who's more than content to eat in silence. Bakugou dips his spring roll a few more times in the sauce to clear out the small bowl, then starts in on another one.

Of course, the idea was to not turn onto a lascivious horndog, so general conversation's still allowed.]

Gonna make me sleep on the couch too?

[wow, you're not supposed to ignore us when we're trying to ignore you...

However, Manjoume does actually respond to that question, albeit with a slight frown.]

No?

[A pause, before...]

Unless something happens to the bed that would render being able to sleep in it impossible, and thus forcing us to have to share the couch instead.

[Oh, did he outsmart you, babe? He knows how to play this game.

Bakugou's just a little surprised that he got an answer. Guess Manjoume's not going to hold his silence.]

Tch. Hope you're not expecting a missile through your window or some shit like that.

[Playing the blase card here. See? He's not rising to that suggestive innuendo. Why? Because he can keep it in his pants.]

[Damn, he didn't go for the bait on that one...]

Given what kind of lives we live, the possibility isn't one to be entirely ruled out here.

[If not a literal missile, it could always be sudden hero or sudden duel monster shit that crashes through a window around here.]

[The goal here is to not go for the bait and prove his boyfriend wrong. No Trap Card for you, Manjoume.]

Nothing we can do about that unless we wanna live like a pair of paranoid idiots.

[It's true that any vengeful villain or damned duel monster could show up to attack, but that's a part of the life they've chosen to live in their respective fields.]

True. And that kind of shit gets tiring quickly.

[He remembers living in a stifling sense of paranoia for a while during and after they got back from the other dimension... Manjoume definitely doesn't want to go back to that kind of mood ever again.]

Uh-huh.

[Bakugou dealt with that enough during the war, though less out of paranoia and more out of impatience and irritation over waiting for something to happen. Also not something he'd like to go back to.]

As such, instead of a missle, its more likely that something else would occur to make us have to move to the couch instead of the bed.

[Or maybe they could fool around on the couch and then end up in bed... but then again, they'd have to make sure not to make a meas of the couch...]

We still have to make the bed.

[They stripped it after fucking, but asides from dumping everything in the laundry for later, it's pretty bare. And who's to say they will want to deal with that hassle after finishing their food? Especially when the couch is a nice alternative.]

... Oh, right. I nearly forgot about that.

[He had been so distracted by the prospect of food...]

I think I've got extra sheets in the closet if we don't want to bother with waiting until what's in the laundry is done.

You really were hungry.

[Going from sex to shower to food. Bakugou leans back in the chair, stretching his legs out under the table.]

Wow. Never would've guessed you had two sets of sheets in the house.

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