Dinner

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Benio Pov

I look up at the house that I had shared with Rokuro and then to him. He grunted and opened the front door. He blinked a couple times and then turned to me,
" it's exactly the same. ". I nods and say,
" I couldn't bring myself to change anything. Anyway besides that want me to cook dinner?" I ask a bit nervously he walks into the kitchen and opens the refrigerator. He spots my drinks and his face paired,
" Nope, I'll cook." I huff and cross my arms.
" Is my cooking that bad. " he putts up his hands and a panicked look crossed his face
" Its not necessarily bad. It's just I prefer not to die from food poisoning." At this I poke him in the chest and said
" I cooked for myself for the whole time you were...gone". He grabbed my shoulders and a look of genuine worry crossed his face
" How are you even alive." I slapped him on the back of the head.
"My cooking isn't that bad." He looks up at me and said
" It is. I'll never let you cook again. Your safe from your own cooking now." I huff and sit at one of the chairs and watch as he intently makes fried rice.
He placed a bowl of steaming food in-front of me.
"Dig in!" He grabs a bowl of his own and begins to devour it. I blink
"When was the last time you ate. " he stoops and puts down the spoon.
"I haven't eaten since I entered the other side. There was no need for food." I blinked and stood up suddenly, he looked at me curiously as I walked over to him and grabbed his shoulder. And then hugged him. He froze and was stiff as a board. A moment later he gently patted me on the back.
" I'm alright. I'm here now" and with that I broke down in tears.

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