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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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[ puts a hand over the lower half of his face to hide his smile a bit. ]

I know.

[ quirks an eyebrow down at him, a small smile forming. moves over to the sink to dump whatever vegetables they had in the fridge into it. rolls up his sleeves. ]

Want to peel carrots?

I thought I just had to look pretty?

[ hands over a carrot. ]

Don't worry, you'll always be pretty to me.

[ takes it without any complaint, though he raises an eyebrow. ]

What if the Elf Potion runs out?

[ shakes his head, beginning to chop some potatoes as he speaks. ]

Doesn't matter. You'll still be you.

[ steps closer to the counter to start his own work. ]

. . . It might be eternity. Do you know how long that might be?

Forever, for all time, endless, always; I'm aware. Still doesn't change anything.

[ steps in closer, not touching (since riku's holding a knife), but close enough. ]

Mm. I guess the up side to this is that you'll never bald.

[ seems to chop with a little more force than necessary at rob's words. ]

Yeah. So a certain somebody should stop making those jokes.

He'd stop in a few decades if you stopped indulging him, you know.

Looks who's talking, mister "I make grumpy faces every time you call me short."

Don't put yourself on his level.

I'm simply just stating a fact.

You guys have different motivations.

And they would be what exactly?

Guess.

I'm doing it for the sake of a beautiful relationship. He's doing it because he's a brat.

Very good, Mister Riku.

[ scoots close enough to nudge rob's head with his nose, obviously pleased. ]

My reason's better, right?

[ leans up to nudge back, looking amused. ]

You really need to ask?

[ leans down to rub his nose against rob's briefly, resuming his chopping after. ]

I just like hearing it.

[ a short pause. ]

Then yes. Yours is better.

[ shakes his head fondly. ]

I can always count on you, huh.

[ turns his gaze toward the carrot. ]

Always.