The delectable dinner bestowed on the Matatagi family was proudly brought by the delivery man whom you sweetly smiled to, handed over the exact amount of change with a smidgen more as a bonus tip before beckoning him off to let you all enjoy the pizza. You came back into the main part, everyone already situated around the Kotatsu (it was spring so the blankets weren't needed) - a free spot for you to sit down adjacent to Matatagi Hayato himself.
You set down the box, and without warning Matatagi pried open the cardboard lid open and immediately the steam wafted a scent of wonderfully juicy mozzarella cheese melting down the crisp, warm crust. He was never one to deny a good meal, and this certainly wasn't one he could find anything in him to complain about right now - it smelled absolutely heavenly, and its appearance mirrored that perfectly.
Instinctively running his tongue along his lips, he swiftly delved in and promptly ripped a slice from its place, the gooey cheese still attaching itself to the baked batter and it took a minimal amount of extra effort to tirelessly cut that thread off and go to enjoy his succulent slice. A bite was then taken, and that salty edge lingering on top of the spicy pepperoni added to the tasty sensation as the prominent flavor of the tangy tomato sauce invaded his taste-buds; "It's good!" he exclaimed while voraciously tearing at the rest of it.
"I want some, too!" Yuuta and Shun chimed in, their two covetous and tinier hands reaching to the box and peeling away their own slice. Following in their older brother's steps, they hungrily chomped down - that burning of hot pizza scorching their mouth (Does...Matatagi really tolerate that?) - before grins stretched out on their newly greased lips, "It is good!"
It was your turn next, wanting to let your hosts dig in before you took a share, and you twinned their actions - choosing a slice with the most pieces of pepperoni on top simply because it was easier access for you before the hot, lip-smacking pizza swished in your mouth as you ravenously chewed on it. "Scrumdidiliumpcious~" you proclaimed in delight, a hand coming up to your face and cupping your cheek to portray that shudder of pleasure tingling your spine at the delicious taste.
The three brothers deadpanned, sweat dropping from their foreheads while they said; "Speak Japanese!"
Four bodies leaned back, hands simultaneously patting their stomachs as a sign of your stuffed bellies, and satisfied sighs all rang into the air. "Ah, that was really good!" you stated, practically the obvious, with a complete tone of blithe. Yuuta and Shun agreed with you, small heads bopping up and down eagerly to show that clearly.
"It was. Thank you for paying for it," Matatagi gave his head a slight bow to signify his gratitude and there was a patent smile toying with the edge of his lips which he soon began to wipe clean for any remnants of grease smudged on them. You returned that smile tenfold, a hand coming into the air dismissively - it wasn't much trouble for you, really; you were certain the two of you knew that, but he was being polite and he really did seem to appreciate it.
Yuuta and Shun sure did.
Said two boys soon thanked you for the meal before rushing off to go play with each other, both of their faces content as they did so, and you couldn't help but feel a bit of triumph watching their faces explode joyously like that. Once you adverted your gaze from them, and directed it back at Matatagi you caught him staring at the bag you had brought along with - currently leaning against the wall.
You called his name, gaining his attention, and jabbed a finger in the direction of the [f/c] item. "Are you interested to know what's in there?" you inquired, a eyebrow raising in the air as his expression shifted from curiosity to stiff awkwardness, he most likely didn't want to be seen looking at.
"Yeah, I am. Can you tell me what it is?" Matatagi returned your query with one of his own, his tone still strict in politeness and definitely not mirroring that look he had smothered on his face seconds ago.
Nodding your head, you stood from your spot and scampered over to the bag, taking the strap between your fingers prior to coming back to his side and pushing the box over slightly so you could fit the bag on the smooth wooden surface. "What's in here is," you began, hand reaching into the bag...and pulling out...that?!
a/n; Somewhat of a cliffhanger! It's nothing bad, don't worry~
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