The world kept moving as Zane made his way home, and promptly fell asleep into what he hoped would be a coma till Tuesday. It wasn’t, and sadly Zane had to live and do things. But unlike most days it wasn’t so bad. Most of the time Zane would have to drag himself to get things done, but he was happy. This happiness, that was no doubt due to Travis, gave him the motivation he never thought he would ever see in his lifetime.
Zane was productive, and he was satisfied with himself. Zane made sure that his house was clean and ready for when Travis was going to come over. Zane went to the store and restocked his fridge, and got plenty of snacks. Zane decided he was going to make some Nabemono for Travis. It's hard to go wrong with some good warm hotpot.
When Tuesday came around, Zane was up early. He read some texts from Aphmau, she wanted to show off some cool figure she got: which was promptly destroyed by her dog. Zane laughed at her misery, telling her better luck next time, and then made some breakfast.
It took all of Zane's willpower to take all of the letters he had stashed away, and put them downstairs and not just burn them all. He was only able to do this by forcing himself to not read a single one, and promptly walking away when the task was done. He then focused on preparing the Nabemono.
After burning some time, Zane watched the clock as time was creeping closer to 4. Zane got his pot ready as he poured in the ingredients. Zane decided to use hondashi powder, Chicken Broth, Dashi, Soy Sauce, Sake, Mirin, Kombu, mushrooms, deef, Kamaboko, cabbage, tofu, and udon noodles in his Nabemono.
After all the chopping and simmering was coming to an end Zane heard his doorbell ring; 4 o'clock. Zane rushed to the door, quickly composed himself, then opened the door to reveal Travis.
“Hope you didn’t forget about me?”
Zane looked at Travis, he looked prepared for what was in store for today. Zane wasn’t, but he wasn’t going to let that stop him “Of course not, I'm actually making some Nabemono right now. Come in, make yourself comfortable. Or as comfortable as you can get in my house, sorry I don’t get many guests other than Aphmau.”Zane stepped back into the kitchen as Travis walked in and looked around his house, “That's totally fine. I kinda guessed you might not have guests often considering how you are. No offense!”
“No need to apologize, it’s just common knowledge how anti-social I am. Plus I very much enjoy my quiet house in comparison to Aphmau's constant stream of parties. I don’t know how she can keep up with, well, everything!”
“Aphmau’s a magician for sure, that's the only reason I could come up with anyway.”
Zane laughed, “And Aaron is a insane, but lucky man”Travis walked into the kitchen where Zane was finishing the food, “Totally”. Travis took in the aroma being admitted by the wonderful food. “Wow, that smells awesome! You weren’t kidding about being a good cook.”
“Of course I wasn’t kidding, food is an important thing! Something I take seriously,” Zane held his chest high. There were few things Zane put a lot of time into, but cooking was definitely one of those things he cared a lot about. He was kinda giddy to have Travis try his food, he didn’t think he would dislike it; he was just always self conscious.
“It shouldn’t take long until it's ready, could you get two bowls? They're on the shelf over there, the one on the right.” Zane pointed, which Travis looked around and found. It wasn’t long till the food was ready and Zane was filling the bowls to eat.
“Here”, Zane handed Travis a bowl, “We can sit on the couch and eat”. Zane got himself a bowl and led Travis into his living room. “Sorry my house is pretty small, I don’t get paid enough to live in a big house all by myself.”
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Letter's
RomanceZane has always had a crush on a certain someone since he was 15. But Zane, being a closeted gay man, decided that the other person would never love him back. So he put all of his feelings in a bunch of love letters. Now 17 years later, that crush h...