"You can be so stubborn sometimes," he chided, knowing it was just all for show. He understood Hijikata's reluctance, even if it was a bit silly. Even Okita was forced to take things here and, despite his initial reluctance, found that it had helped. His fever was down this morning for one and he hadn't coughed this shift yet either for two. Puffing his cheeks out, he dropped his arms as he spotted the poor abandoned fork lying under the table, just out of reach and definitely unclean. He could never bring himself to eat with a utensil that had touched the floor. That was just gross.
"And you made me drop it," Okita corrected, dropping forward again and putting his chin in his hands once more. Hijikata made a show of eating the fruit himself and Souji, in turn, made a show of looking frightfully offended by Hijikata's refusal to feed him with their one functional fork. How could Hijikata deny him breakfast foods? Pancakes only came once a week. This was serious business. He needed his pancakes. And--
...Idea.
"But," he said nonchalantly, lowering his hands to the table. "If you insist." One hand snatched out, two fingers gracefully scooping up where the head of the fork met the handle and in one fluid movement, Souji swept the contested implement out of Hijikata's hand. He continued the movement by flipping it around in his fingers, stabbing a piece of syrup covered pancake and then sticking the food in his mouth as he smiled around it. A few bites and a swallow later and Souji was pleased as pie with himself. "Now I have pancakes and an indirect kiss~"
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"And you made me drop it," Okita corrected, dropping forward again and putting his chin in his hands once more. Hijikata made a show of eating the fruit himself and Souji, in turn, made a show of looking frightfully offended by Hijikata's refusal to feed him with their one functional fork. How could Hijikata deny him breakfast foods? Pancakes only came once a week. This was serious business. He needed his pancakes. And--
...Idea.
"But," he said nonchalantly, lowering his hands to the table. "If you insist." One hand snatched out, two fingers gracefully scooping up where the head of the fork met the handle and in one fluid movement, Souji swept the contested implement out of Hijikata's hand. He continued the movement by flipping it around in his fingers, stabbing a piece of syrup covered pancake and then sticking the food in his mouth as he smiled around it. A few bites and a swallow later and Souji was pleased as pie with himself. "Now I have pancakes and an indirect kiss~"