Rating: K+
"I didn't really know what we were gonna do today," Okumura hugged his knees, sliding a light blue box across the picnic blanket, "so I made you a bento instead."
"S' fine," Ryuuji awkwardly presented a drawing of the other sleeping on a desk, "I whipped this up last night on short notice. You were passed out next to me and I wasn't sure what else to do."
Okumura hid nothing as he exclaimed a thrilled, "It's so cool, Suguro!" and hugged it to his chest.
"Maa..." Ryuuji backtracked when he felt something pressed against his lips. "Hm?" He opened his mouth when prompted by blue eyes and hummed at the taste of mildly sugary bread. When Okumura kissed him, he figured it was out of affection, but the powdery stain that appeared on the other's lips afterward spoke otherwise.
He watched as Okumura licked the powder off, a bemused expression appearing as the younger pondered over the taste. "Sorry if it's a little too..."
"Nah, it's fine," Ryuuji replied, "your food's always delicious."
Okumura ducked his head and Ryuuji was fascinated to see the tips of the pointed ears turn red. "Thanks."
AN/ I wasn't sure whether or not I should put this out later, but I figured that it'd fit more now than later. Eh... and if you think what Suguro did was a little creepy, I assure you that Rin doesn't care much. (though, personally, I would be a little freaked out if it were me)