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shatteredservice) wrote2012-11-29 08:10 pm
shatteredservice) wrote2012-11-29 08:10 pm
Morning After--Kitchen Explosion
It's probably a good thing that the smells coming from what was once the kitchen were so good otherwise Dia would have to scold his lover for the mess he is making. As it is, he happily sits on a stool on the other side of the bar and watches the not so controlled chaos that is Set trying to make a big breakfast.
Dia had been patiently waiting for Set in the basement the night before and once his lover had gotten him settled into their bed and was working on finish his healing, they'd had a long talk about what had happened. The talk had, unfortunately, not really gotten them anywhere. Neither of them had any idea what had set The Beast off so badly and as usual, Dia hadn't wanted to talk about what was upsetting him.
He hadn't had the energy and it would have only made Set feel worse about everything. That was the last thing that Dia wanted to do. After everything, he'd just wanted to curl up in Set's arms and sleep.
A clatter pulls Dia's attention from his memories and back to Set just in time to see the other man almost manage to catch his ponytail on fire.
He can't help but roll his eyes and laugh, "Well at least you aren't good at everything. Just most things."
Dia had been patiently waiting for Set in the basement the night before and once his lover had gotten him settled into their bed and was working on finish his healing, they'd had a long talk about what had happened. The talk had, unfortunately, not really gotten them anywhere. Neither of them had any idea what had set The Beast off so badly and as usual, Dia hadn't wanted to talk about what was upsetting him.
He hadn't had the energy and it would have only made Set feel worse about everything. That was the last thing that Dia wanted to do. After everything, he'd just wanted to curl up in Set's arms and sleep.
A clatter pulls Dia's attention from his memories and back to Set just in time to see the other man almost manage to catch his ponytail on fire.
He can't help but roll his eyes and laugh, "Well at least you aren't good at everything. Just most things."