Aoko Nakamori (
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justonetruth2010-03-01 12:18 am
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[Halfway between Red and White]
[Hey there, mansion residents! Today there are some... rather curious noises coming from the kitchen, for those inclined to investigate such things (or get themselves some dinner). Low voices, heated arguing, sudden silences -- followed by longer silences, and then more of the arguing. Then a gasp, and a grunt -- it almost, almost sounds like an escalating fight.
Except if you open the door, what you will find is one Kaito Kuroba and Aoko Nakamori -- and while they're probably the most likely ones in the dressing room to be having an escalating fight, that isn't quite what's going on.
On the contrary, Aoko has her back against the counter, Kaito's hand up her shirt, and her hands down the back of his jeans. No clothes are missing, so nothing important is really visible, but it's pretty obvious what's going on, especially given the heated kissing, wandering hands, and not-particularly-subtle groping. There's the beginnings of a lasagna dinner on the counter, but the ingredients have long since been abandoned in favour of the more immediate activities.
Um.
Oops?]
Except if you open the door, what you will find is one Kaito Kuroba and Aoko Nakamori -- and while they're probably the most likely ones in the dressing room to be having an escalating fight, that isn't quite what's going on.
On the contrary, Aoko has her back against the counter, Kaito's hand up her shirt, and her hands down the back of his jeans. No clothes are missing, so nothing important is really visible, but it's pretty obvious what's going on, especially given the heated kissing, wandering hands, and not-particularly-subtle groping. There's the beginnings of a lasagna dinner on the counter, but the ingredients have long since been abandoned in favour of the more immediate activities.
Um.
Oops?]
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Pouty. Face. Time. Now.]
I wasn't playing with it. I was making coffee.
[Watch him not tell you his name now, missy. Serves you right. Uh huh.
Shut up that is totally logical revenge.]
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[grin]
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He shouldn't be having coffee at his age! It'll stunt his growth!
[And fine, she'll just call you Edogawa-kun all day]
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[He is going to get some coffee. Don't you try to stop him.]
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I drink coffee. I'm not short.
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[to Maurice] It doesn't matter! It still isn't healthy! [and just how are you going to get it while your feet are dangling, huh? :|]
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It's not bad for me. People just say that 'cause they can't handle kids bouncing off the walls.
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Too much caffeine is bad for anyone. [hefts him up so that she's holding him properly in the crook of her arm, against her chest] How about some juice instead? [heads for the fridge]
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[Compromise was good. Being held like this by Aoko was... ... let's just go with awkward.]
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You can put me down now, neechan...
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I'll help make dinner! You and this niichan were making lasagna before you got distracted, right?
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S-sure, if you want to!
[Deposits Maurice on the counter next to the unfinished meal]
Do you know how to make lasagna, Edogawa-kun?
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[since kami knows her Kaito always forgets that]
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... right. [and then, somewhat grumpily, goes wash them]
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R-right.
[well the kettle just sounded off, so while she's waiting for Kaito to finish she'll mix Maurice his hot chocolate]
Do you want marshmallows too, Edogawa-kun?
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