[ Once Midorima tastes it, he feels a warmth in his chest. From the soup, yes, but no one's ever made him properly homemade food and brought it just for him for seemingly no reason. Tsumugi makes him food regularly, but largely because he can't cook and that was part of their agreement-- it's the reason Midorima does a larger share of the cleaning, because he doesn't think that Tsumugi should be the only one putting in effort for their home. But Eichi did this just because he wanted Midorima to have it, presumably. At least he hasn't asked for anything yet, and Midorima hopes he doesn't.
He doesn't really know how to deal with this. He pushes up his glasses. His brain is malfunctioning a little. After a few seconds of silence he takes another bite, still staying quiet, then looks up at Eichi and takes a deep breath with a huff toward the end. ]
[Honestly, he wonders how he's learned to deal with this tsundere. "It's hard to go wrong?" That's all? Does he have any idea how many times he almost burned down the apartments from leaving the stove too high? His burnt fingers?? How one time it boiled over so badly that he couldn't get to it to stop it without making even more mess?
But, as much as he wants to be recognized for his efforts, or to hear that he did a good job, he doesn't want to make this about that. He knows what's meant by Midorima's actions, and that's amusing enough.
He takes his own little spoonful, keeping his lips around it for a moment too long as he contemplates Midorima's little huff. It's cute.]
[ Midorima isn't good at handling things like gratitude or people worrying about him. There have been some occasions when Takao recognized him flat-out freezing up because he didn't know how to deal with it and intentionally gave him an excuse for the behavior. As much as Midorima gets prickly when he is the forward one, he flat out doesn't know what to do when someone does something like this for him. He's ornery and stubborn and selfish and it makes it very difficult for people to get close to him, or it used to. Getting better at being forward with others and being less assholish has allowed for people to care for him in different ways, and he legitimately doesn't know what to do when he's this happy about it.
He looks at Eichi as he says you're welcome, as if Midorima had said thank you, and he gives him a small nod, looking for and taking another bite. He's gonna eat the whole bowl quietly and then hold it out for seconds if Eichi lets him!!! ]
Fufu... Is it so surprising that I made it for you that you're stunned into silence?
[He has to speak, once he's handed the bowl for seconds. He slides his own bowl over for Midorima to finish (it's a small amount anyway) as he stands to get him refills for his original.]
I can't finish that, so I assume you won't want it to go to waste? [He's so done with this, but. It's nice to see it enjoyed.] It's yours, so you can simply return the pot once you've finished with it all.
I didn't know you could cook. You don't seem the type.
[ Neither is Midorima, so it's definitely not a judgmental statement. He does notice that Eichi hasn't taken those cute mittens off yet even though he's inside. He accepts the bowl and finishes Eichi's, then gets to work on the second bowl. A few bites in though, he asks: ]
Do you want me to turn up the heat?
[ His mittens are still on, so he must still be cold. ]
I’ve tried a few times, but you’re right that I don’t really cook. I normally have servants who do so for me, after all.
[ The next question gets a confused blink before he understands and smiles smoothly, passing Midorima the refilled bowl. His cute little white knit mittens, admire them. ]
[ Oh, is he worried he’s going to leave? That’s so cute. He was trying to avoid embarrassing himself more than anything else, and so Eichi finally gives in with a laugh, moving to take his gloves off. ]
In any case... No, unless you plan to kick me out? [ Joking. He smoothly tucks his gloves away, still trying to be subtle about his hands, but they’re burnt enough to be noticeable to anyone with a sharp eye. He messed up a few times, okay... ]
[ Midorima is bad at noticing romance-y things, but he's very good at noticing the physical. He wasn't a vice captain once for nothing. He holds his hands out for Eichi's. ]
[He hesitates for a few long seconds before he brings up his hands, stretching forward to place them in Midorima's.]
You noticed?
[He's embarrassed, but as long as he's not being teased it's fine. There are some blisters, definitely redness. His hands are otherwise perfect, since he so rarely does physical labor.]
[ Midorima examines his hands carefully. His own bandage just came off today and, though there's a fine line there, looks like it's healing just fine. Eichi didn't need to hurt himself to please him, but the fact that he went to such effort.. well, he's going to get spoiled a little bit, in a strange Midorima-y way. ]
[ No scolding...? That’s unusual for Eichi and so he blinks a few times and then closes his eyes with a hum. He has no idea where this is going, but that’s half the fun?? ]
You’re demanding things without explanation again, you know.
[He's so surprised that of course he opens his eyes, blinking in surprise at the soft way Midorima is kissing his hands. The glare he gets in return earns a laugh, and he shifts his hands to grab more properly at Midorima's instead, leaning closer.]
Don't look at me like that.
[Playfully, though, as he pulls Midorima's hand closer to himself, or at least tries to— the one that had gotten stitches before. He wants to kiss it, and so he goes for that, if he's not stopped, a soft and careful thing.]
It was worth it in the end, wasn't it? I was able to try something new, and make you happy, as well.
It was simply to improve your chroma for healing, don't make anything out of it.
[ ...But he doesn't stop him from giving him a kiss as well, this time looking away, his ears turning just a little pink before he clears his throat. ]
Anyway, that's not the end of the hand care process. We can have more soup later, it'll be fine hot or cold.
[ He loves it any temperature, after all. ]
Come.
[ He's taking him to the bathroom. If Eichi assumes this is to generate more chroma, he's wrong. Midorima is going for his home nail care set, some aloe gel, and so on. ]
[Is he getting a manicure? Standing up from his chair, he smiles as he follows along. Honestly, at this point, he doesn't expect anything with Midorima. His tsundere is so intense, he never knows what's going to happen next.]
My hands are being treated today. ♪ Fufu, but you know, I was trying to treat you?
[ Yes. A Midorima special. It'll be the most perfect nails he's ever had, and that's not meant to disparage whoever normally cares for them. Midorima is obsessive about his nails. That's what Eichi is going to get. ]
They're a mess, if I don't teach you how to care for them you'll keep mistreating them.
[ once his tools and creams are out, he goes back to drag a second chair into the bathroom. (He does already have a bath seat to sit on himself.) ]
This was one incident, you know, but I won't refuse special treatment like this.
[So, he sits, glancing down at his hands. They are a mess, right now... Which is a problem for his career too. But it was a special occasion... That is, he felt like doing something nice. Now that he's learned, next time he can avoid it, right? Right?]
If I'm going to be spoiled for this, that's not such a bad thing... ♪
Don't repeat it all the time, I'm not doing this if you start trying to seek it.
[ He'll just suffer with wounds next time!! But for now, this is Midorima's way of saying thank you. He's certainly not against saying the actual words, but Eichi did something very thoughtful without being prompted to. It makes Midorima feel awkward and embarrassed but also warm and grateful. He doesn't know how else to show it, except to do something he's good at. ]
Hold still. If you move your fingers, I'm not responsible for what happens.
[ Once everything's set up, Midorima proceeds to start doing his nails-- trimming, filing, buffering even. He makes sure his wounds have aloe and are properly cared for, the whole thing. It's not even going to take too long because he's very practiced at taking care of his own hands. ]
[ This is pleasant, and Eichi laughs softly as it begins, fond eyes switching between watching Midorima’s work and his cute face. After a moment though, Eichi hums. ]
There’s one more place that hurts, you know? Could you take care of it for me?
[ a pause, for suspense, but because he can’t point with his hands being held... ]
It’s my lips~. [ he just says this proudly and puffs them slightly out. He thinks he’s so cute. ]
[ This moment is taken into consideration by Midorima with a quiet, harsh stare. He seemingly ignores it in favor of bandaging any of the little wounds on Eichi's hands with the same tape he protects his fingers with.
In the end, after a few moments and about half of the wounds bandaged, he decides to solve Eichi's "lips" problem. He tears a piece of tape off and sticks it on Eichi's mouth with a dignified(?) huff. ]
Taken care of.
[ He goes back to taking care of the little wounds on his hand, though his fingers linger on Eichi's wrists for a moment as he gets one a little higher up on his hand. Hmm. ]
[ the reward is a surprised blink before Eichi’s eyes narrow slightly in what’s clearly a pout. Like he’s angry, but not in any serious way, and honestly it’s probably cute in its own right... but how’s he supposed to talk like this!! ]
Hmph.
[ He doesn’t even notice Midorima’s slow travel upwards, since he knows nothing about this hand care stuff, so he just turns his face to the side, shrugging his shoulder up slightly to try and roll the tape from his lips. This is cheating?? He’s going to tease him extra about Caring for this. ]
[ Midorima is really, really hesitant to do what he's about to do. But if he takes that tape off Eichi's lips then he's going to make fun of him unless he gives him something to shut up about, isn't he?
Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]
[The only thing Midorima should be hesitant about is unlocking the level of excitement that's about to come from Eichi over this. He's still trying to work the tape off his lips when he realizes that Midorima's taping up further, and he blinks over at the tightening of it in recognition.
He's only barely curled the edges of the tape on his lips, so he can't really talk, but the look he gives Midorima is definitely oh, you're into this sort of thing?
[ He has no idea if he's into this. Right now, he's just sort of trying it out. Once Eichi's taped up, he runs his hand up his arm,across to his chest, then up to his chin before leaning in as if he's going to kiss him.. then fixing the tape on his mouth so it's more properly affixed this time, rather than haphazardly applied as a joke. No wiggling it off now, he'll do this properly.
And in order to do it properly, he needs to take off is own tape, so he leans back in his own seat and starts cleaning things up, putting away his tools. Once he does, he meets eyes with Eichi and starts unravelling his fingers. There are very few circumstances in which he does this. He's not playing basketball or taking a shower, so he'll let Eichi sit with the implication for now. ]
You'll have to learn patience if you want to be rewarded.
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He doesn't really know how to deal with this. He pushes up his glasses. His brain is malfunctioning a little. After a few seconds of silence he takes another bite, still staying quiet, then looks up at Eichi and takes a deep breath with a huff toward the end. ]
It's red bean soup, it's hard to go wrong.
[ He likes it. ]
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But, as much as he wants to be recognized for his efforts, or to hear that he did a good job, he doesn't want to make this about that. He knows what's meant by Midorima's actions, and that's amusing enough.
He takes his own little spoonful, keeping his lips around it for a moment too long as he contemplates Midorima's little huff. It's cute.]
You're welcome.
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He looks at Eichi as he says you're welcome, as if Midorima had said thank you, and he gives him a small nod, looking for and taking another bite. He's gonna eat the whole bowl quietly and then hold it out for seconds if Eichi lets him!!! ]
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[He has to speak, once he's handed the bowl for seconds. He slides his own bowl over for Midorima to finish (it's a small amount anyway) as he stands to get him refills for his original.]
I can't finish that, so I assume you won't want it to go to waste? [He's so done with this, but. It's nice to see it enjoyed.] It's yours, so you can simply return the pot once you've finished with it all.
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[ Neither is Midorima, so it's definitely not a judgmental statement. He does notice that Eichi hasn't taken those cute mittens off yet even though he's inside. He accepts the bowl and finishes Eichi's, then gets to work on the second bowl. A few bites in though, he asks: ]
Do you want me to turn up the heat?
[ His mittens are still on, so he must still be cold. ]
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[ The next question gets a confused blink before he understands and smiles smoothly, passing Midorima the refilled bowl. His cute little white knit mittens, admire them. ]
No, I’m fine. The soup helps, doesn’t it?
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[ "Is Eichi not staying after giving him such a thoughtful gift?" is what he means to say, in his own special way. ]
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[ Oh, is he worried he’s going to leave? That’s so cute. He was trying to avoid embarrassing himself more than anything else, and so Eichi finally gives in with a laugh, moving to take his gloves off. ]
In any case... No, unless you plan to kick me out? [ Joking. He smoothly tucks his gloves away, still trying to be subtle about his hands, but they’re burnt enough to be noticeable to anyone with a sharp eye. He messed up a few times, okay... ]
I must have forgotten.
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Give them to me.
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You noticed?
[He's embarrassed, but as long as he's not being teased it's fine. There are some blisters, definitely redness. His hands are otherwise perfect, since he so rarely does physical labor.]
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Close your eyes.
[ First, extra chroma. ]
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You’re demanding things without explanation again, you know.
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[ he'll give a soft kiss to each wound. and immediately stop and glower if Eichi so much as peeks.]
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Don't look at me like that.
[Playfully, though, as he pulls Midorima's hand closer to himself, or at least tries to— the one that had gotten stitches before. He wants to kiss it, and so he goes for that, if he's not stopped, a soft and careful thing.]
It was worth it in the end, wasn't it? I was able to try something new, and make you happy, as well.
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[ ...But he doesn't stop him from giving him a kiss as well, this time looking away, his ears turning just a little pink before he clears his throat. ]
Anyway, that's not the end of the hand care process. We can have more soup later, it'll be fine hot or cold.
[ He loves it any temperature, after all. ]
Come.
[ He's taking him to the bathroom. If Eichi assumes this is to generate more chroma, he's wrong. Midorima is going for his home nail care set, some aloe gel, and so on. ]
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My hands are being treated today. ♪ Fufu, but you know, I was trying to treat you?
[Not the other way around!!]
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They're a mess, if I don't teach you how to care for them you'll keep mistreating them.
[ once his tools and creams are out, he goes back to drag a second chair into the bathroom. (He does already have a bath seat to sit on himself.) ]
Sit.
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[So, he sits, glancing down at his hands. They are a mess, right now... Which is a problem for his career too. But it was a special occasion... That is, he felt like doing something nice. Now that he's learned, next time he can avoid it, right? Right?]
If I'm going to be spoiled for this, that's not such a bad thing... ♪
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[ He'll just suffer with wounds next time!! But for now, this is Midorima's way of saying thank you. He's certainly not against saying the actual words, but Eichi did something very thoughtful without being prompted to. It makes Midorima feel awkward and embarrassed but also warm and grateful. He doesn't know how else to show it, except to do something he's good at. ]
Hold still. If you move your fingers, I'm not responsible for what happens.
[ Once everything's set up, Midorima proceeds to start doing his nails-- trimming, filing, buffering even. He makes sure his wounds have aloe and are properly cared for, the whole thing. It's not even going to take too long because he's very practiced at taking care of his own hands. ]
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There’s one more place that hurts, you know? Could you take care of it for me?
[ a pause, for suspense, but because he can’t point with his hands being held... ]
It’s my lips~. [ he just says this proudly and puffs them slightly out. He thinks he’s so cute. ]
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In the end, after a few moments and about half of the wounds bandaged, he decides to solve Eichi's "lips" problem. He tears a piece of tape off and sticks it on Eichi's mouth with a dignified(?) huff. ]
Taken care of.
[ He goes back to taking care of the little wounds on his hand, though his fingers linger on Eichi's wrists for a moment as he gets one a little higher up on his hand. Hmm. ]
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Hmph.
[ He doesn’t even notice Midorima’s slow travel upwards, since he knows nothing about this hand care stuff, so he just turns his face to the side, shrugging his shoulder up slightly to try and roll the tape from his lips. This is cheating?? He’s going to tease him extra about Caring for this. ]
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Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]
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He's only barely curled the edges of the tape on his lips, so he can't really talk, but the look he gives Midorima is definitely oh, you're into this sort of thing?
Too bad you can't shut his eyes up.]
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And in order to do it properly, he needs to take off is own tape, so he leans back in his own seat and starts cleaning things up, putting away his tools. Once he does, he meets eyes with Eichi and starts unravelling his fingers. There are very few circumstances in which he does this. He's not playing basketball or taking a shower, so he'll let Eichi sit with the implication for now. ]
You'll have to learn patience if you want to be rewarded.
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