thundercrashes | penance / overflow from bakerstreet

[That trail off and once over earn Manjoume the stink eye. Don't you even think about it, dumbass. But since these kind of spring rolls don't require any hot ingredients, it's probably a safer option for cooking naked? He still grunts in acknowledgement of the stupid idea being stupid and heads into Majoume's room for his bag.

Just a pair of black and orange boxer briefs and a black tank top. Pretty damn domestic + intimate. He'll bypass the usual sweats or lounge pants just because. Once Manjoume's done changing, they can get started in the kitchen. Or Manjoume can sit back and watch if he doesn't want to (or doens't know how to~) help.]

[Manjoume, thankfully, forgoes putting back on that jacket of his that he tends to wear like a second skin all the time, instead opting for one of his simple turtleneck sweaters and loose pajama bottoms. Definitely a more domestic and cozy look for him than most get to see.

Manjoume isn't going to get immediately involved, but he does take a spot where he can watch with interest. As a guy who previously lived a life of privilege, having had personal chefs at his family's mansion and then living at a school that provided meals for students, he has very little experience in actually making meals on his own. So watching Bakugou making something even as simple as spring rolls is useful to watch and potentially file away for future use if he ever tries to make them himself at some point.

Still, he's not completely hopeless and at least willing to offer some token amount of help if it's wanted here.]

[Bakugou would've glared at him if Manjoume started wearing his coat around the damn house while they were clean and showered. Not that he thinks the guy still treats it like dirt. It's not freezing in here. Though Bakugou appreciates the view. Domestic and cozy is a nice look for Manjoume he doesn't see that often.

Bakugou's opting to make a Vietnamese style spring roll, using sheets of dampened rice paper to wrap thin matchsticks of different vegetables (all sliced expertly on the cutting board) up with a quick mixture of meat (whatever Manjoume's got on hand) + sauce + spices. No cooking or frying involved to produce a number of thick, see-through wraps of the fresh ingredients inside. The crunch of the vegetables, the thickness of the meat, and the smooth rip of the rice paper make for a nice feeling along with the taste.

If Manjoume's got a preferred dip to use on them, he's welcome to get that out. Otherwise Bakugou's to make a spicy peanut dip with a kick of soy sauce. And asides from directions to where shit is, Bakugou's not asking for help.]

[He's fine with having whatever dip Bakugou wants to make with them, as Manjoume doesn't have a preference in that regard--in fact, the only thing Manjoume seems to object to as he watches his boyfriend using the cutting board is--]

Don't add any carrots for my portion--the rest of the vegetables are fine, just not those.

Still haven't got over that, huh.

[What the hell is up with Manjoume and carrots? But no, he hasn't added any of those orange strips to the duelist's spring rolls. They got in his because the color and crunch are nice. Plus peppers because he's a dragon who likes fire breath.]

What do you want to drink?

[Listen, you'd be turned off carrots too if you had to deal with a teacher in first year that kept trying to make you eat them one too many times...

Manjoume drums his fingers on the table, humming in thought.]

Hmm... I could make tea or coffee, but I'm pretty sure there should still be a few cans of soda in the fridge too, if you'd rather have that instead with yours?

[He supposes that would be the case, though his teacher forced him to shove his hands in boiling water for a week and that didn't turn him off taking hot baths?

Bakugou makes a face at the suggestion of soda with spring rolls.]

Make some tea. And who the fuck drinks coffee this late in the evening?

[This same teacher also tried to steal our souls or something later on down the road, so honestly, fuck that guy, he deserves to have his eternal soul trapped in his pet cat. (Long story)]

Hey, sometimes a guy ends up pulling an all-nighter working on decks or shit and needs the extra boost, okay?

[re: it's manjoume who would in fact drink coffee late in the evening, but thankfully that is not something he actually needs for tonight as he instead busies himself with getting the stuff needed for tea]

But alright, I'm making the tea now.

[Look, moped-riding adults with eternally-squinty eyes are never to be trusted in the first place. How was that not seen coming a mile off? Guess he can travel the world with Judai in then end.]

Maybe that guy needs to focus on his health before he turns up to a duel on a caffeine high looking like a drugged zombie on steroids.

[Yeah, he knows Manjoume's the one at fault here and is never complimenting on his practices whenever his boyfriend does that. Then again, this is Bakugou, Mr Responsible who goes to bed by 9pm and wakes up at 5:30am to do exercises / go for a run.

He leaves Manjoume to the tea.]

Thanks for the blow-by-blow announcement.

The hell? I'm not going to turn into a zombie just from having coffee at night sometimes, fuck off.

[Manjoume huffs, turning his attention now to getting the cups they need for their tea from the cabinet, where he can be heard not so quietly going "Maybe I should give you a blow-by-blow across the head next--" or something like that to himself in response to his boyfriend's next words.

Even when dating, there are some things you can't change... like having the strong urge to bap the other sometimes, even if he doesn't act on it here yet.]

How much is sometimes?

[Yeah, he knows it's not daily. Doesn't mean he's not going to rib his boyfriend for it. Bakugou glares to the side at that muttered threat. If he were handling something like a spatula, he might be tempted to smack Manjoume with it, but since he's got cutting board and a knife... Not gonna happen.

Now if the duelist wants to start something, he's not going to hold back on getting revenge. For now, Bakugou focuses on the wraps, dicing and slicing in prep for seasoning and rolling.]

Like... if nothing is happening, then once a week or two? Depends on how soon the next tournament or sponsored event is coming up, 'cause if its a lot sooner then there might be a day or two of allnighters getting pulled.

[So that's totally fine, right...]

Why don't you just schedule things and stick to it, dumbass...

[Everyone's got the same 24 hours, and expecting Manjoume to put in more work than is expected of anyone else is fucking stupid. Even Bakugou, with his perfectionist and competitive nature, won't fuck over his sleep schedule just cause someone else failed to plan properly.]

Hey, I try to schedule things like a normal person! It's just that sometimes there's a last minute change to a tournament roster or a meeting getting bumped up earlier than it was supposed to be...

[Hence, sudden need for an allnighter to rethink a duel strategy or whatever.]

Hmph. And the onus is on you to cover for their bullshit decisions.

[Bakugou's not denying those things happen. Unforeseen changes and developments in a situation requires adaptation and effort. They had classes and tests to force the young heroes to learn that life lesson in spades. But it doesn't mean Katsuki's not going to levy blame where it should lie when it makes Manjoume lose some sleep before the tournament he was ALREADY prepared for. For example.

A last minute change should also come with an extended preparation window. Especially in a controlled event like a tournament.]

More or less.

[He shrugs. It is what it is, but on the bright side...]

It's not as bad though as when I was interning for Phoenix, at least. I don't have to be the one who has to do the inane shit like fetching other people's drinks or suits anymore.

You've come a long way.

[For someone as proud as Manjoume to have to deal with that kind of treatment either spoke highly of Phoenix or of Manjoume's determination. Bakugou's had his share of humiliating and humbling experiences over his trip to become a Pro Hero.

He knows how to grow from that.]

I'll make sure you sleep well tonight.

[Despite calling it "inane shit", he did in fact learn something from that experience working with Phoenix, so he's not too hateful of the other guy despite some of the humiliation that ended up coming from that job. In fact, if it wasn't for the guy, he might not have gotten calls from people willing to sponsor him that weren't total garbage like Mike after the fact... but Manjoume still wouldn't call them friends.

His face, however, does turn a little pink, weak for the praise in the other boy's statement.]

... Thanks.

[The tea is finally ready, and so he prepares to bring it over to accompany their meal as he suddenly speaks up.]

So have you, you know. Being a hero is no easy task, after all.

[Bakugou doesn't usually go into that point in Manjoume's life. It's embarrassing and awkward and not something he wants to drag his boyfriend through, no matter what he learned during it. Though Bakugou had his own experience with that week-long internship with Best Jeanist... fucking embarrassing as the man tried his damnest to improve Dynamight's image rather than actually teaching him anything useful about combat. (Not that Bakugou didn't take away some strong life lessons from his mentor, despite the ire he expressed over it.)

He shrugs off the pink face and gratitude turned on him. Bakugou doesn't give out praise easily. The times he does, they're hard won and sincere. Things Manjoume has earned from him.]

Hmph. Anyone who doesn't improve is wasting their time, no matter what you go through.

[He'll go the distance. Simple as that.]

Sure, sure, I know that.

[Whatever you say, tough guy. Manjoume is still going to offer praise of his own when he feels like it, because Bakugou does in fact deserve it sometimes.]

Are the spring rolls done yet?

[In answer, Bakugou heads for the table and sets a plate of spring rolls in Manjoume's spot. He's got another plate for himself. They're not hard to make, and stuffed with a lot of good ingredients.

Then it's just a matter of getting some dipping sauce in bowls to use. A Thai peanut sauce. Korean spicy onion sauce. Japanese soy sauce. And a sweet and sour sauce from the store because he's not whipping something like that up at the end.]

Pick whichever one you want.

[Ooooh... Manjoume is quick to take one from his own plate, and dragging forward the peanut sauce and the soy sauce closer for him to dip his rolls with once those are ready.]

Thank you, these look perfect.

[And it turns out they taste perfect too, since he seems to be satisfied with that part and is more focused on eating than talking now.]

[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.]

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