After Rode had finished obsessing over Allen, they all sat down to breakfast. Allen was still a little hesitant to sit next to Tyki, but after a little bit of awkward fidgeting, his stomach won over his mind. He sat down and found the chairs were abnormally large. Looking over at Tyki, he found that Tyki fit perfectly in his chair, as if it had been made around him. Allen put his elbow on the table and rested him cheek on his fist. He stared intently at Tyki, scrutinizing his face. It was so perfect, he kinda wanted to touch it. Smiling at that thought, almost reaching out a hand to touch him, to feel his sculpted cheeks. Lost in his thoughts, Allen didn't realize that Tyki was staring at him with a strange look on his face.
What.
The.
Fuck.
Rode threw a questioning look at Tyki then looks to Allen.
"Ummm….Allen? Hello?" Allen startled and suddenly his arm was outstretched. He didn't know what had happened until he heard the sharp clap of his hand connecting with Tyki's face. Both Allen and Tyki stood there for a second, both wide eyed and totally unsure of what to do. He thought back. He had seen a woman at the market pat a dog on the head and the dog seemed to like it. So, he lightly started patting Tyki's cheek.
"G-Good Tyki."