Pancakes it is! [Thankfully there's still some pancake mix in a box in his pantry because if Ravus truly is taking a quick shower Gladio doesn't have time to make any from scratch. Spying some remaining berries in his fridge, the Amicitia heir smiles and gets to work.
By the time Ravus exits the shower and joins him in the kitchen, looking impossibly beautiful with his still-damp hair, there's a stack of pancakes on the dining room table along with a small plate of artfully arranged mixed berries and a pitcher full of a sparkling orange drink. Should Ravus take a sip from his already-poured glass, he'll discover that Gladio made mimosas to accompany their breakfast.
Still naked but for his apron, Gladio slides up to Ravus and kisses his cheek.] Breakfast is served.
[And if there's a slight dusting of pink on his cheeks, he'll blame it on the lingering heat radiating from his partner.]
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By the time Ravus exits the shower and joins him in the kitchen, looking impossibly beautiful with his still-damp hair, there's a stack of pancakes on the dining room table along with a small plate of artfully arranged mixed berries and a pitcher full of a sparkling orange drink. Should Ravus take a sip from his already-poured glass, he'll discover that Gladio made mimosas to accompany their breakfast.
Still naked but for his apron, Gladio slides up to Ravus and kisses his cheek.] Breakfast is served.
[And if there's a slight dusting of pink on his cheeks, he'll blame it on the lingering heat radiating from his partner.]