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[notevensorey]

[Sorey laughs at that.]

Yeah, that part definitely hasn't changed. I still like trying to figure it out on my own first before asking for help.

[His expression is like a shocked puppy at his nose being booped. Then, slowly, there's a warm, gentle smile.]

I hope I don't keep you waiting too long, then. Thanks, Mikki.

[reenforces]

[Oh no. Oh no. Mikleo has made a mistake, because Sorey can see how much he's blushing, now. Is it the nickname or the smile? Could be both. He looks away and clears his throat.]

Don't worry about it. I can be very patient when I need to be.

[He's waited this long. What's a few days or weeks or months more?]

We should get started on that meal before you die of hunger in my apartment. [He reluctantly steps away, but they'll probably be shoulder to shoulder in the kitchen anyway; it's not a big deal. He grabs a pot and a big skillet from a cupboard, fills the former with water, and sets them on the stove.]

[notevensorey]

[He'll get there in time. Though, seeing how embarrassed Mikleo's gotten, he's wondering if maybe he's overstepped with his nickname being used like that. Yet, the seraph changes the subject before Sorey can ask.]

Um, sure!

[The brunet helps to make a delicious shepherd's pie and, honestly, it's a really nice night to hang out with his newfound best friend.]