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[ he's not really surprised to come home to an empty house, even on a saturday. he doesn't even need to call riku to know where he is; instead, he rolls his eyes to the ceiling in a long-suffering manner as he moves over the kitchen table to set the costco-bought cookies for riku's monday class. then he goes about his usual rituals: checking the fridge, making a note on the portable white-board on what they need to go shopping for, pouring himself a bowl of cereal & peeking in the bathroom to check on the ducks.

he spends a good ten minutes petting them (quack, quack) before he remembers the cereal -- now soggy. but he eats it anyway, slipping on his reading glasses to flip through the latest science journal that sora had received a free subscription while tucked into the corner of the couch, waiting for riku to get home. ]

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[ decides to just let them be as one after another wander out to nestle next to his shoes, instead pushing his face into rob's hair. ]

But you missed me the most, right?

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[ turns his own face to the side mostly because his mouth is full. chew, chew, swallow. then inches in a little closer. ]

That ego of yours don't need more inflating.

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[ drapes an arm around rob's shoulders. ]

But I need your constant love and affection.

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[ lets the half-eaten sandwich rest on the plate in favour of leaning against riku even more, smiling against his shoulder. ]

People have a label for that.

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[ rests his chin on top of rob's head. ]

Married?

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I was going to say 'needy', but that works too.

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Cheeky brat.

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[ elbows him lightly. ]

Too old for that word now.

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[ uses his free hand to pinch rob's cheek. ]

With this baby face? Nonsense.

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[ elbows again while turning his head at the same time in hopes of dislodging that hand. ]

Inside's what counts.

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[ pulls at his cheek a little before removing the hand to pat the side of his face instead. ]

Don't come crying to me when you're still given a kid's menu when you're fifty years old.

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[ picks up the sandwich to smoosh it against riku's mouth. ]

Correction: I'll at least pass for a teenager.

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[ makes a mmph sound at the impact. takes a big bite out of it, chewing and swallowing before replying: ]

Still funny.

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[ takes a bite out of the sandwich himself, chewing thoughtfully (lazily). then answers: ]

Only until you get arrested for pedophilia.

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No, it's your idiot brother who would be arrested on the spot.

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He and I look about the same.

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That's not the point.

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We all know Oliver looks five. You just want to be mean.

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I'm just speaking the truth.

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Then you can explain to Oliver why they're forbidden.

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No way. I'm not suffering through his kicked baby animal look.

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I guess he'll learn when Child Services take him in.

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Maybe I'll try to introduce him to someone who looks closer to his age. Someone smarter, too.

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That someone will grow up too. Then we're back at the original problem.

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Not unless we use your super secret elf potion.