[Oy! He is not struggling! He’s just shorter than normal (and still taller than you), so he has to use the counter top. Don’t get used to it. Sousuke’s careful when he pulls open the cupboard, not wanting to go falling to the floor in a flailing mess, and retrieves the rice from its storage. Then it’s a quick swing of the door again and a seat on the counter so he can get his legs over the edge. And pouts at Rin’s comment.]
I’m fine.
[Sheesh, look at you! Where’d you find the time to get all that stuff gathered up before he’s even gotten himself off the counter? Lightning or something. Sousuke slips of the counter and pulls the rice over to the other ingredients before heading for another cupboard to get the measuring cups. But it’s his turn to smirk when he sees the frying pan dip in Rin’s hands. And the sound it makes when he sets it down is telling too.]
Nah. I can do this all by myself.
[With a big ‘ol “watch this!” grin, Sousuke starts measuring the rice out into the cup.]
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[Sheesh, look at you! Where’d you find the time to get all that stuff gathered up before he’s even gotten himself off the counter? Lightning or something. Sousuke slips of the counter and pulls the rice over to the other ingredients before heading for another cupboard to get the measuring cups. But it’s his turn to smirk when he sees the frying pan dip in Rin’s hands. And the sound it makes when he sets it down is telling too.]
Nah. I can do this all by myself.
[With a big ‘ol “watch this!” grin, Sousuke starts measuring the rice out into the cup.]