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outism-had-a-purpose · 7 months

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You know you have lost it when you physically pump your hands in victory and whisper out "YES." upon seeing seven association faust's voicelines in the lcb wiki.

This woman REALLY loves her tea. Good lird almost every voiceline of hers talks about it. Like just read them on the cut below she will go full throttle if you ask her about tea and she will throttle you for ordering iced tea.

On an addenum someone please give me the audio file for her Chatter #2 I need to hear how she says it.

#assorted outisms #she really... fucking loves tea ngl #OH MY GOD #she has a voiceline that fucking sends me #its a shame the wiki doesn't have the audio i would kill to hear her go #'THE MILK!...should already be in the cup before the tea is poured. That is our...recommended way.'#limbus company #faust #my dearest white girl i will listen to you infodump about the most optimal temperature and time for steeping green tea forever and ever

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disneynerdpumpkin · 3 months

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Scrooge I love you man but you do realize that reusing that teabag for a month isn't going to give you the caffeine intake that you need for the day

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softquietsteadylove · 10 months

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Thenamesh propsal AU

Thena needs her caffeine but in this house there is none. As a result she has terrible migraine!

"How is she?"

A loud groan sounded through the whole house in response. Gil winced as he walked in with a bag in hand.

He had completely forgotten that his mom didn't keep any caffeine or alcohol in the house. She wasn't one for it, Makkari simply didn't need any caffeine to be as brimming with energy as she was, and Sersi didn't drink unless it was socially. Kingo wasn't opposed to a coffee here or a beer there, but he considered visiting home like 'being on a cleanse', or whatever.

Thena needed caffeine.

She drank no less than four coffees a day in a regular work week. He was always telling her he was worried about her caffeine intake, but there was no arguing with the stubborn Goddess of War on that one.

It hadn't taken long for the lack of caffeine to cause an irreparable headache which shook her to her core.

Gil walked into the living room, where his very sweet family was being very useless at curing Thena's migraine. His friend - and fiance - was curled up in a ball on the couch, face pinched from the tension within her head. He whispered, "Thena?"

"Gil?" she whimpered back, not even moving at the sound of his voice.

Sersi handed him a cool cloth, freshly soaked and wrung dry, "none of the pain meds Mum has will help this. It's pure caffeine withdrawal."

"Did we try?" Gil couldn't help but ask, not that it didn't irk both his Doctor mother and his bio-chemist sister. He sighed, "sorry, just...I hate to see her like this."

Gil bypassed them, going right over to the ball of Thena and turning her over so he could put the cool cloth on her forehead. "Hey."

"Hey," she whispered back, just barely getting her eyes open to look at him. She looked even paler than normal. "You're back."

"I'm sorry," he whispered, lips pressed to her temple, unable to do much more for her. "I had to go out looking."

"It's okay," Thena turned over slightly with a smile, "Sersi and Makkari have taken wonderful care of me. And your poor mother is trying to find anything that will even simulate caffeine for me."

"Thena!"

"Quiet!" Gil glared towards the door to the living room, where Kingo was striding in without a care in the world. His arms tightened around her, "she's not feeling well, man!"

"Sorry, sorry," he chuckled much too light heartedly for Gil's taste. He swirled his hand in the air, "I made chai!"

Gil glared at his cousin--basically his brother. Chai was a strong enough blend of tea, and it probably would have just a enough caffeine to alleviate some of Thena's symptoms. "You had this the whole time and let her-?!"

"Come on, Gil," Kingo pouted at him, Thena still wrapped protectively in his thick arms. "I forgot I had it, okay? And anyway, I had the seed pods whole--I had to do actual work to make them ready for brewing."

Gil sighed a little more roughly, all but ignoring his loud cousin next to him, "whatever."

"I thought it might help," Kingo leaned blithely into Gil's personal space to get a peek at Thena. "I also suggested yoga to help clear her head, but all she wanted to do was lie around and wait for you."

Gil was already pulling Thena closer so he could carry her to the kitchen, "y'know, dude, I'd appreciate if you didn't do shirtless yoga with my fiance when I'm not around?"

"Who said it was shirtless?"

"I've never seen you do it with a shirt on," Gil shot back without hesitation. Kingo just snickered at his obvious annoyance (dick). Gil stood with Thena in his embrace, "I have something better."

"Something to put me out of my misery?"

"Something like that," he chuckled, kissing Thena's temple again just because he could. She was really funny, even if she didn't think so. "You know this is why I'm always on you about how much coffee you drink."

"Yes, yes," she managed to roll her eyes at him, although even doing that much seemed to reawaken her pain. She grimaced, "how long have you been waiting to bring that up?"

"Until I also had something to help."

"Gil, I--oh."

Ajak made room for them at the kitchen island so Gil could set Thena down in one of the plush bar seats.

"It's okay, mom, I found some," he sighed as he made sure Thena was settled. "Had to go all the way to that organic store where you fill up your own jars."

Damned retiree town and its hipster stores.

Thena forced her eyes open again, "what did you find?"

"Coffee."

Thena perked up like a dog offered a steak after being in the desert.

"I got the lightest roast they had," he held Thena's eyes, waving the jar of fresh grounds in his hand. She watched it, utterly entranced. "Just enough to keep the pain away, okay? This shit was still expensive, even as the cheapest stuff I could find."

Thena let out a faint laugh, in better spirits just at the promise of some relief. "Are you going to ween me off of it with this?"

Gil looked at her again as he set out the coffee grounds and french press he had to buy just to make coffee here. He could just tell her that he told her so and that this was probably for the best, to get her less dependant on caffeine to even function. But he sighed, "gently. I won't let you suffer if I can do anything to help."

Some colour returned to her cheeks, which was honestly more of a relief than anything.

"I'll make you just one cup to start, okay," he continued to speak softly, shaking out just enough grounds and then reaching for the kettle.

"Thank you, Gil."

He looked up, compelled by the gentle, almost musical tone in her voice. Some colour rose in his cheeks as well as he looked back down at his brewing, "anything."

"Hey."

Gil looked up once the grounds were starting to brew. Thena nodded him over to her, and he moved automatically, like a man possessed. Her knees made room for him and he had to stop himself from putting his hand on the other side of them reflexively.

Thena leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of his lips, just close enough to his cheek to be considered not actually 'kissing' him.

He blushed and his all his hair stood on end.

"You're a life saver," she said afterward, forcing a much lighter tone. She tucked some hair behind her ear and moved to watching the coffee brew. "Is it done yet?"

He had to laugh just a little. He gave above her knee - just at the hem of her skirt - a squeeze and moved away again, "will you just try having some patience?"

"You are not the one who has spent all morning with a jackhammer within your skull."

"If you took it even a little easy on the cold brew it probably wouldn't be so bad."

"I knew you were dying to tell me you told me so," Thena rolled her eyes.

Gil smiled; she didn't wince this time. He poured her cup, which really needed more time to brew than it had. Maybe he was just as impatient to cure her as she was. "Just put some shit in it to cover up the taste."

"Gladly," she sighed, although it was Gil who moved toward the fridge for said 'shit'.

They both completely forgot Ajak was still hovering at the edge of the kitchen.

#Thenamesh Proposal AU #let me tell you #I have experienced this #not with coffee but I used to drink green tea for literally any time I was thirsty #and the headache I got when it ran out during quarantine #I was utterly useless #and I just know that Thena is out here drinking nitro cold brew like it's water #she doesn't get jittery or anything #but she just needs a constant baseline of caffeine in her veins #Gil is very eager to ween her off of it #he'll make her just a small cup and put some non-dairy milk in it #maybe some honey or something for sweetner because Ajak is that mom with the all natural pantry #whatever it's just for her anyway #the kids all went out and found their own favourites to stock for their stay #Ajak returns to the living room #Sersi and Makkari ask how Thena is #Ajak and Kingo share a look and say that she's doing much better now

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stargazeraldroth · 1 year

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Food Fantasy fandom if you still exist, tell me your favorite Food Souls. For me it’s-

Milk, Black Tea, Pizza, Cassata, Cheese, Gingerbread, Rice, Candy Cane, Marshmallow, Hishi Mochi, Black Pudding, Stargazy Pie, Waffle, Salty Licorice, Donut, Baguette, Sachertorte, Fondant Cake, Laba Congee, Snowskin Mooncake, Vodka, and... I’ll throw Boston Lobster in for good measure

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vangoggles · 11 months

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what is your treat beverage? your little drinkypoo? your emotional support refreshment?

#my top 3 are probably 1. cherry and or vanilla coke 2. mango nectar 3. strawberry milk #strawberry milk would be my top one if it was easier to find #actually wait i change my mind and my original phrasing was unclear #treat beverage is strawberry milk or mango nectar (coz they're hard to find so i genuinely get excited)#my little drinkypoo is amaretto+rye&coke but it doesn't have to be alcoholic. non alcoholic could be iced tea with fruit slices #emotional support beverage is dr pepper bcuz she's always there for me. and sometimes she wears a little cherry vanilla perfume.

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naaicha · 9 months

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there are maybe like 5 people on this website total that care but seika by honeyworks is so gentle and tender for no fucking reason.. all for a character that’s like 5 ft tall and trips ppl in the hallway and it’s about how he feels so unloved and inadequate and unable to grow but then he meets someone equally starved for care and he wants to nurture and protect that person so much it changes his life and the kicker is he’ll never fucking admit to any of it even though he knows with complete certainty if he was honest about his feelings that person would understand and accept him because he still can’t allow himself that vulnerability or intimacy......... all of this for some stupid anime songs and nobody else Gets It the way i do. but i do understand i fucking comprehend it. so that’s what the song is about

#the part abt being honest abt his feelings is like. verbatim from a hanipre event #the way he doesn't question for a SECOND if he took the leap it would be ok bc they trust each other so completely where it counts #its so evil. why would you write all that #my brother in christ that's literally what love is. you're so fucking stupid #and obv. yellow being the other pov like he is so happy and grateful to have met you!!#it’s so…….. their other solos have the same dynamic even #milk tea talk

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ssaalexblake · 2 years

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it’s literally the bane of my life that everywhere you go you’re offered food because i have a variety of diet limiting health issues that are Really Weird and some things i can eat sometimes and others i can’t depending on how good i’m feeling, and i have to fast certain hours, and i genuinely don’t like to go Anywhere where i’m required to eat out of my own home because of societal rules on politeness. Visiting people’s houses is the worst because ppl get offended or angry when you say no too many times or if they’ve made something special and when your health issues are hard to explain and Not just a straight up ‘i have an allergy’ people won’t take it as serious and think you’re just being a dick to them.

i would Kill to live somewhere where it’s entitlement to think you will be provided food bc my social life would improve dramatically.

#'it's not you it's me' is a problem ppl have accepting #like legit #just give me a glass of water #i'm good #i can't even have normal milk in a tea #this makes ppl real crabby!!!!#and no #you can't just tell people. they don't remember.#my own family doesn't remember half the time #i Live with some of these people #(but rlly it does make me feel really shit sometimes #especially when i know who is giving me food i can't eat doesn't have much money.#i hate it)

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shirkers2018dirsanditan · 2 years

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drinking a lukewarm matcha latte because i overestimated how hot it was going to be and put two ice cubes in 🫥

#i always put at least one ice cube in my tea when i make it in a thermos type container because its too hot to drink since the heat is not #releasing which is what happens to me when i think the milk/creamer will cool down the latte enough to drink and it doesn't #so naturally this time i went too far 🫤#i cant even see these emojis im using rn im using emojipedia lol #won't be able to see them on my phone either i still dont have enough space to update

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platanc · 2 years

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Tfw your desire for freedom manifests as cravings for foods like cold soba and matcha tea and red bean paste sweets because the last time you had any of those things was when you were taking a break from your boyfriend and you kinda need another break from him now.

#he doesn't have to be with lysandre to need a break trust me #ic status #his taro milk tea helped #ty

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m-i-n-a-m-i · 4 months

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It's another one of those nights where I swear I'll never consume the smallest amount of caffeine ever again. I'm genuinely worried about my heart health.

#and i rarely drink it. its not like its a problem of me drinking it too much 😭😭#i had a boba tea from a new place. i took the risk cuz boba milk tea is like 99% milk and sugar. 1% tea. it usually doesn't affect me😭#anyway now its almost 3am. i have a very long day tomorrow and im nervous about it. caffeine sure aint helping

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bananami · 4 months

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A little couple's trivia with Nanami proves that he knows you all too well.

I did use the term wife and she/her pronouns just as a brief cw. The whole thing is just fluff. Nanami is in love with you. That's the whole things.

(I am delulu and in love with this man. Hope this helps us all heal. He is alive and well and no one can convince me otherwise. Also I love including Gojo's dumbass in everything. Also Yuji is a sweetheart and Nanami's son basically.)

"Please?" You're practically begging your husband, who doesn't seem to be budging.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Yeah Nanamin-"

"Don't call me that." Nanami cuts Gojo off immediately.

"But Yuji calls you that!"

"That's different." He glares at the white haired man like he's trying to eviscerate him with just his eyes. "And I'm not playing some stupid game just to prove how well I know my wife." He tries to pay attention to the paperwork in front of him again, wanting to finish it before 5pm. Because there was no way he was working overtime again today.

"Scared?" Gojo baited him. "Afraid I'm gonna ask you a question that's just too hard?"

"Gojo, there is nothing you could ask me about my wife that I wouldn't be able to answer."

A few of the students sat around watching the two go back and forth, inevitably waiting for Nanami to either get so annoyed that he walked away, or to take the bait. They hoped for the latter.

"Prove it! Or you forfeit your marriage."

"That's not how that works."

"C'mon Nanamin, it's just a game." Yuji gives the blonde sorcerer a sincere smile, hoping to lighten the mood and sway his decision just a bit.

"Don't call him Nanamin, Yuji- OW." Gojo is cut off as Nanami reaches over and smacks him in the head with the papers in his hand.

"Don't tell him what to do." Nanami sighs and rubs at his temple. He looks at the clock, then at you. It's the look in your eyes that gives way to his final decision. "Fine. You have until that clock reads 5, and then I'm taking my wife and we're going home."

Gojo wastes no time. "Who is your wife's favorite person? And think before you say yourself because-"

"Itadori. Next question."

"I'm your favorite person?!" Yuji jumps from his seat, latching his arms around you for a hug. It's obvious from the way that you smile and hug him back that Nanami is probably definitely right. You had a soft spot for the kid since you met him, playfully telling everyone that you and Nanami had basically adopted him since he arrived at Jujutsu High. Nanami would probably never verbalize it, but you could tell he felt the same about the boy.

"Ok, ok. Next question." Gojo thought hard before coming up with it. "How does your wife take her coffee?"

"She doesn't drink coffee."

"Yes she does, I bring her some like every morning."

"And she gives that coffee to me because she doesn't like it."

"You're telling me I've been buying you coffee this entire time?"

"I make her tea every morning when we get to work. You hand her the coffee, we trade cups. I don't understand how you've stared right at us when we do it and you somehow haven't noticed."

"Ok, then what tea does she drink?"

"Earl Grey, three sugars, a little bit of milk at the top. She'll say she's ok with English Breakfast or Lady Earl Grey if they're out of the regular. She's not, she's just being polite. She'll drink half and throw it away when she thinks no one is looking."

Gojo groans, not having as much fun as he thought he was going to at the beginning of all of this. "And I just bet you have a contingency plan for when your wife doesn't get her tea, don't you?"

"Of course I do," he ignores the even louder groan from Gojo, "I walk across the street to the cafe that sells her favorite pastries and I buy her five because I know that she'll want to share with her students and she'll try to split one with me even if I refuse. They have teabags they leave out so long as you're ordering something. Earl Grey, always in stock."

"Adorable." Gojo rolls his eyes.

"You're so smart, Nanamin!" Yuji jumps in. "Let me ask one! What's her favorite color?"

"Yuji, that's too easy."

"Yellow."

"Ohhhh, mine too," Yuji says, "why yellow?"

"Because it's-" Nanami stops mid-sentence and looks at the clock, like it will give him an excuse. Almost. "We don't need to worry about the why, that wasn't the original question."

Gojo perks up, clearly realizing he'd struck a nerve. And he was ready to work it. The red dusting across Nanami's cheeks told him everything he needed to know. "Are you embarrassed, Nanami?"

"Shut up, Gojo."

"Or do you just not know the answer? It's ok if you don't, I guess you just don't know your wife as well as you thought you did."

"If you don't stop talking, I'm going to tell everyone about the one time in high school when you and Geto got caught in the-"

"OK!" Gojo turns back to the students and motions them toward the door. "Time to go! Don't you all have something better to do? Go be little trouble makers somewhere. Go TP Yaga's lawn or something. Get out of here."

He'd ushered everyone out except Yuji, who stayed behind to wait for you and Nanami. The boy shyly looked away as you kissed Nanami's cheek before standing up, stating you just needed to grab your bag before you could leave.

Yuji waited for you to exit the room before he asked. "Is it because of your hair?"

Nanami sighs. "What makes you think that?"

Yuji just shrugs. "She loves you. Answers don't always need a complex reason."

Nanami can't help the smile that graces his face. "You're a smart kid sometimes, you know that?"

"That's why I'm her favorite!" His goofy nature is back in an instant. "Can I come over for dinner again tonight?"

"Of course you can."

"Can I stay over?"

"If you'd like to."

"Can I pick the movie we watch?"

"Don't push your luck."

#jjk fluff #jjk headcanons #jjk x reader #nanami fluff #nanami x y/n #nanami kento #nanami x reader #jjk nanami #nanami x you #kento nanami #yuji itadori #jjk itadori #papamin

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studysnorlax · 1 year

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WHY DOESNT THE CAFE AT MY COLLEGE HAVE MILTANK MILK???

#Its the baseline of milk it doesn't make sense for that to be the one milk they don't have #Also other milk? Bad.#I stick by that.#I had to leave without getting anything :( made myself milk tea at home instead.#WITH miltank milk.#pokeblog rp #pokemon #unreality

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riverofrainbows · 1 year

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They (the people in my fanfiction) are right it Is nice to take a shower and smell like lush jasmin shampoo and conditioner wafting everywhere

the shampoo bar is golden colour because it makes me happy

#this is about a specific fanfiction that has rewired my personality like nothing else and is almost 300.000 words of the bestest fluff ever #i drink black tea with milk now (altho almond milk bc warm cow milk still sounds too weird and usually doesn't taste well to me)#i didn't even drink black tea before that much less with milk #altho part of that is that coffee is just not my thing. like we have a really nice and quite expensive coffee machine and it still tastes #a bit shit so maybe I'm just not a coffee person #however i am a 'needs some caffeine unless i sleep until 10am' person and i am currently trying to get up earlier #delayed sleep phase respect and all but following my natural rhythm doesn't actually give me 16 usable hours #only like 12 at most and half of my day goes to being disabled so that makes 6 #how did i get to discussing my sleep phase from a lush shampoo bar? anyway ok bye now #own post

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yawnderu · 4 months

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your loser somno konig has given me so much brainroott

i have a proposition however: what if reader knew?

or completely different route, what if the reader drugged him often to do the same, with the intent of having his baby, a permanent piece of him 😇

ANON. ANON WHEN I CATCH YOU. WHEN I CATCH YOU ANON.

cw: somnophilia, drugging, noncon, femdom, breeding.

It had started out innocently— a small crush on your colonel, his tough image like a monument of what a man should be, slowly building up to an obsession that had you crushing sleeping pills, mixing them into a nice tea made specifically for your lovely colonel. It's wrong— could end your career and could even get you killed, but the chances were worth it.

You waited patiently, only slipping out of bed when you heard his snores. Your body hovered above his with the same quietness you use in the enemy backlines, one hand carefully trying to move his body just to make sure he was fully asleep. His breathing pattern didn't change at all, neither did his loud snores, so you quickly got into action knowing he'd be out for at least a few hours.

You've seen his bulge before— how can you not? It's always poking out of his pants even when he's soft, yet this is the first time you see the entire thing once you lower his pants, hooking his boxers underneath his balls.

''Jesus Christ.'' You mutter under your breath, eyes slightly ajar when you notice how massive he is even when soft. You begin to stroke his soft dick with your hand, feeling him up and taking your time to experiment with him, doing what feels right until his cock starts to respond to your touch, getting harder in your hand. You take your time to admire him once he's fully hard— all 8 inches of pure thickness, the bulging veins running down his entire length only making the heat in your stomach pool up.

Your warm tongue runs up his entire shaft, his snores reassuring you that he's not going to wake up no matter what you do. You latch onto the tip, the taste of salty precum invading your tongue, running circles on his tip before letting go with a loud ''pop'', only getting up to take off your pants, straddling him and holding the tip of his hard cock over your sopping cunt. You don't take his mask off— the least you can do is respect his privacy even when you're doing something so sinful and forbidden.

You lower yourself down on his cock slowly, taking your time to enjoy every single inch stretching open your insides. It takes a hot minute before your cunt is able to take all of him, a hand over your mouth to muffle your whines. It almost hurts, but the ache is overcome by the pure need of feeling more of him.

You slowly bounce on his cock, getting more and more used to having all of him all the way inside before you're freely bouncing on his cock, your free hand going down to massage his heavy balls while you impale yourself down on him. It feels too good to stop despite how wrong it is, mind filled of images of a possible future together if you manage to get pregnant tonight— if not, you can always keep trying.

Your eyes drift down to his masked face, a small smile on your lips when you think about what he may look like underneath the balaclava and sniper hood; how pretty your babies will be. It's only motivation to keep fucking yourself down on his cock, feeling it throb inside you while you only bounce down on him faster, feeling your orgasm build up. It doesn't take long before you're cumming around his cock, getting even tighter around him and milking him dry, his unconscious body responding to your stimulation by shooting ropes inside you.

You wait a few minutes before hesitantly moving away from him, getting on your knees in bed and licking him dry, getting rid of the evidence of your sinful act, taking one last look at his softening cock before you pull his pants back on, fully unaware that König would be returning the treatment the next night— and the one after that, up until you come to him with a positive pregnancy test, hopefully seeking for his help.

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robotpussy · 2 years

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need some boba but the one i always go to is closed and is going to stay closed until November because of a renovation and they need a new manager😭😭😭😭😭

#the one im forced to order from doesn't let u get custom drinks just the ones they have on the menu #i want milk lychee tea (its nice i promise 😭) but they only have milk strawberry or matcha 💔

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forsworned · 23 days

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ESPRESSO MANY FEELINGS ft. POLY!TF141

𓈒༑•̩̩͙ ⏤𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝗀𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗒𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉

𓈒༑•̩̩͙ ⏤𝖺/𝗇: 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗆𝗆a 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂'𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗇

⤷ you can find the rest of the series here

Allowing the 141 to have an espresso machine caused more problems than it solved. From making milk splutter all over the counter (mostly Johnny) and a slew of profanities would follow (mostly Price) to someone leaving the espresso unattended and overflowing the counter. And then that would lead to further scolding (mostly Simon to Johnny) as you and Kyle would watch the three idiots struggle. And suddenly nobody knew who was responsible for the atrocities in the kitchen. It occured to you that no one knew how to steam some damn milk and it was now up to you to teach them as they gathered around you in the kitchen.

"This is the pitcher." You instructed, lifting the metal pitcher to show them all. "Fill it with milk , and then insert the steaming wand." You adjusted the metal rod and turned the machine on. It soon came to life, steam shot out and you tilted it at an angle. "And then you angle it at about 45 to 60 degrees."

A chorus of "Oohhh"'s fill the room and you chuckled, shaking your head at them as the milk began to foam.

"You wanna keep the end of it not too far in otherwise the foam will fuck up. Just the tip." You grinned at yourself and Johnny's brow shot up.

"Jus' th' tip, eh?" He shared your impish grin and you two snickered at the dirty joke.

"Let me try." Price moved behind you, chest pressing up against you and his chin rested on your shoulder as he began to configure the machine successfully. Heart racing againgst your chest as he expertly navigated the expresso mechanism, preparing it into the mug you had set out. His warm breath tickling your ear as he aptly transferred the steamed milk over top the espresso, creating a swan with a few flicks of the wrist. He set it down for all to see. A pregnant pause followed.

"Show off." Kyle scoffed, arms folded leaning against the kitchen island as he smirked at his Captain.

"Ye knew how to do it this whole time..." Johnny shook his head in disbelief. Price squeezed your middle before placing chaste kisses on your neck with a smug expression while Johnny and Kyle reprimand him for not teaching them earlier, but of course he doesn't give a damn. Muffled giggles into the crook of your pretty neck as his subordinates have a crack at him.

In a bit of delirium from Price's hot touch you scanned the area to find Simon and snickered at the sight. The bickering three followed your gaze to a quiet and serene Simon who was no longer paying attention, sitting on one of the barstool's at the kitchen bar with his cup of steaming tea; pinky in air and all.

Johnny clicked his tongue. "Fuckin' Brits."

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