To listen is an effort, and just to hear is no merit. A duck hears also. —Igor Stravinsky

[labyrinthos]

Note: Continued from here with brokenparadox. Discussion of ducks, foods, and first loves. (Modern AU where Kaworu is human.)

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[brokenparadox]

[After the fourth empty cupboard, Noel went back to Kaworu and simply said:]

You have no food in this house, so we're going grocery shopping. Don't make me pick you up.

[He wasn't leaving room for this 'but I don't eat a lot' or 'there's no need to worry about it' or any other kind of excuse Kaworu was capable of producing. This was horrible and obviously the result of him being left alone for far too long. Noel had been trying to change that, spending as much time with Kaworu as much as his schedule allowed. He still had a life to live and tend to, and as mentioned before, Noel wouldn't forsake it for anything, not even love.

But he could put in a damn good effort to make that love as woven into everything else as realistically possible. So far it had been working out. More often than not Noel just doesn't have the time or energy to think about his discussion with Hope, but even today he's caught himself almost asking -

Did Hope kiss you better than I do?

Why didn't you just tell me?

It's something that needs to be discussed, patiently and with understanding, but not before they're out of the grocery store. Noel's got a cart ready, wiped down with one of those antibacterial clothes provided at the entrance.]

Alright, what do you like to eat?