宇善

10. | ᴄᴀʀʀɪʟʟᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴅᴇ ᴠɪᴇɴᴛᴏ

"A few aces up your sleeve? Do you have no idea how deep you are? How many secrets can you keep? Because this song makes me think of you and I always repeat it until I want to fall asleep spilling drinks on the sofa. " 

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Uzui stuck his head into the kitchen of the blond's small apartment. Inosuke was there rummaging through the cupboard looking for the fried food that the albino had bought days ago.

"Where is Zenitsu?" He asked.

"He went to his class with that girl from his work, I know because he took his guitar."

Not finding the chips, the boy took the cereal box.

"Uh, good." Uzui answered ready to leave, he knew that Zenitsu would continue hanging out with Suma because they are friends, he didn't expect her to take sides but he felt a hint of petty jealousy creeping under his skin.
He had taken a nap during the afternoon so I consider it normal that Zenitsu will not announce that he was going out but he stopped immediately and returned to the small kitchen considering the option of helping with dinner since neither his blond nor the boy with the scar on his forehead were.

"Will you help me cook?" Uzui asked, but quickly regretted it when he saw the boy pour the milk into the cereal box and turn to look at him.

"Elder, you just asked the right person for help, let's do it."

🌸 "I wonder if this feeling flows both ways. Sad to see you go. I was hoping you would stay. We both know, Nights were made for saying things you wouldn't say in the morning." 🌸

It smelled good, the combination of chili sauce, meat, and fresh tomatoes. If he wasn't so hungry he would think that that aroma was coming from the neighboring apartment or even that Tanjiro was the one cooking. But no, Tanjiro was on his almost religious Friday night date and Inosuke was terrible in the kitchen for him to smell this good, which only left Uzui as an option.

He continued up the stairs almost two at a time until he was in front of his door, his guitar felt heavy hanging from his shoulder.

Upon entering Zenitsu he went to the kitchen but not before leaving the guitar on the chair.
As he thought there were ingredients scattered on the kitchen counter, finally chopped vegetables, chili sauce spilled on the stove and haria and olive oil on the floor... it looked like a crime scene.

He was at her side when Inosuke noticed him, letting out a loud, theatrical scream of his own. Tengen turned around as well with the expression of irritation framed.

"Sorry guys, I didn't plan on interrupting but it smells great, even from downstairs."

"Do you want to help?" Inosuke suggested immediately, a half-eaten carrot in her hand.

"Well..." Zenitsu was barely considering it, not wanting to add discomfort to the situation since Uzui hadn't said anything so far though; Inosuke began to take off Tanjiro's pink kitchen apron, Uzui was wearing Zenitsu's apron and the latter couldn't miss the opportunity to appreciate his broad shoulders standing out from his white shirt devoid of his classic sweater.

"Excellent, very good... huh." The raven left the apron on the kitchen counter next to the butter and began to walk to the exit.

"I'm just going to ah... um, yeah."