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[February 5] [Fruits Basket] On the Delicious
Title: On the Delicious
Day/Theme: February 5 / the golden apple
Series: Fruits Basket
Character/Pairing: Tohru, Shigure, Yuki, Kyo
Rating: G
Shigure watches the cuts she makes. The knife sinks into the carrots and cucumbers and apples with a precision achieved only through practice, and each slice comes out exactly the same as the one before it. It’s an art, watching her work, so inspiring and so Tohru.
She really is perfect, he thinks. But that’s simply all the better for what he has planned for her.
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Yuki watches her hands as she prepares that night’s meal. She pares the apple’s golden skin, and her hands turn the fruit quickly and deftly, fluently and delicately. Her hands show that she’s determined to please; they’re white and clean, working and white and wonderful hands.
He grins and thinks he should watch her like this more often.
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Kyo watches her smile when she cooks. It starts off slow but grows from there, and once it spreads to fill her whole face, it does not diminish, does not recede in the slightest.
It’s a stupid smile, he thinks. But he’ll be damned if he’s the one that’ll wipe it away.
Day/Theme: February 5 / the golden apple
Series: Fruits Basket
Character/Pairing: Tohru, Shigure, Yuki, Kyo
Rating: G
Shigure watches the cuts she makes. The knife sinks into the carrots and cucumbers and apples with a precision achieved only through practice, and each slice comes out exactly the same as the one before it. It’s an art, watching her work, so inspiring and so Tohru.
She really is perfect, he thinks. But that’s simply all the better for what he has planned for her.
-
Yuki watches her hands as she prepares that night’s meal. She pares the apple’s golden skin, and her hands turn the fruit quickly and deftly, fluently and delicately. Her hands show that she’s determined to please; they’re white and clean, working and white and wonderful hands.
He grins and thinks he should watch her like this more often.
-
Kyo watches her smile when she cooks. It starts off slow but grows from there, and once it spreads to fill her whole face, it does not diminish, does not recede in the slightest.
It’s a stupid smile, he thinks. But he’ll be damned if he’s the one that’ll wipe it away.