"Sojiro gave me the idea to try something new." Ren hummed. "And since you're always so eager to eat my curry, I assumed you'd be the perfect taste tester." He teased lightly, though he did appreciate you indulging him once again.

And that's precisely how you ended up in an empty Leblanc since it was closed for the public tonight. Ren had asked you if you had any plans for the day, to which you said that you were available. Now you're sitting in front of the man himself who grins at you. Maybe it's something in his gray eyes but there's something softer about Ren while he's preparing the curry. It's like the slow art of cooking is making him feel at ease, there's no expectations or false rumors, just a teenage boy enjoying simple things. The smell of freshly cut red onions is already drifting through the air and it's enough to make your mouth water. Soon enough, Ren neatly arranged the curry on a plate and set it down in front of you with a pleased hum.

"I hope it meets your expectations." Ren's voice cut through the silence. As teasing as it may be, he genuinely wanted to hear your opinion.