[Sunter House] - Open // Pickles?

[adistraction]

Sometimes all it takes is the craving for something sour and one random video on social media to cause someone to return home with bags of veggies, a gallon of vinegar, and a box of canning jars.

That’s all this took.

He ran to jars through the dishwasher and was cutting up various vegetables, sliding them into piles.

He had a basic plan. But it was basic only to start.

While the jars were cleaning and he had finished cutting up vegetables he has looked up some other recipes….some were interesting. But it was fine! It was going to be fine.

Salt and sugar was measured for each jar and tossed in.

“Hey….you want a mixture of veggies in each jar or separate you think?” He asks out loud, “I was thinking regular, spicy, and some of those like…kool-aid…things.”

It could be Sungki, could be Baein, could be…any of them, really.

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[adistraction]

Moving around the counter, Hunter gently grabs Daeshims face in his hands and his eyes soften but they’re still serious, “Your eating habits are fine. There is a bad example in that household but it isn’t you. He needs to work on it.”

Frowning, he brushes his thumbs against the fae’s cheeks, “You eat what you want. There’s nothing wrong with it,” he takes a breath, “besides, you’ll need the energy doing those…spring…fae…things.”

[faeshim]

Lavender smacks her tiny hands against the counter. Preach it, Uncle! After all, she is half Fae, and 50% of a Fae's diet should consist of honey and cream! Do you want her to be malnourished!

Daeshim draws in a breath and holds it for a moment. How he wishes that Lennon could be healed, in more ways than one. He glances down for a moment before looking up again.

"...It's true, there is a lot of work that needs to be done! A cupcake break should be necessary, I would think!"

[adistraction]

Hunter listens to the tiny cheerleader just a few feet away and he nods before pressing a quick kiss to Daeshims lips.

“I don’t care if you have to come over here to be comfortable eating everything you want. You are not going to adapt his habits when it comes to food,” he looks pointedly at Lavender, “and neither are you. You can eat your ice cream now.”

He finally moves away to finish up his pickle making, satisfied that he was heard, because he knows he was. And he feels his insides calm again.

“Be fae. Eat your cupcakes and do all the things humans find odd. This is your home.” He means the Ruinwood…but maybe he means other things, too. “This includes being naked if you want to be naked.”

[faeshim]

Daeshim makes a soft sound at Hunter's "commands". It makes his heart feel tender and nearly swollen in his chest to think that he went from such a lonely mushroom to knowing so much love and acceptance. That's what makes it truly a home.

And as for Lavender...well, ok, time to strip and press her hands right into the ice cream, like handprints in wet cement before she fists some and brings it to her mouth. Such wildness barely gets a glance from Daeshim.

"My darling, don't forget about your orange.'

[adistraction]

Hunter barely pauses in his pickle making to chuckle in Lavenders direction. He would have to be an idiot to not have expected this outcome. But also, she’s a child. If anyone should be able to be naked and enjoy food it’s a child.

He watches her fondly for a moment and starts adding different seasonings to the different jars of pickles.

“There are a few cream puffs in the fridge if you want one, Dae…just save one for Sungki or he’ll burn down the house,” The look he gives the fae is clearly: Eat the cream puff.

But he calmly goes back to putting lids on the jars and tipping them back and forth to fully mix the mixtures up.

[faeshim]

"But first, let me help you!" Because he enjoys that too, almost as much as he's sure to enjoy some of these pickles once they're ready. He hops up, coming to Hunter's side to help him finish up whatever needs doing.

And of course, Sungki has to make his appearance, pausing in the kitchen doorway at the sight of Hunter and Daeshim's back. He'll come back later. But when he spots what the child is doing, he steps up beside her and quickly grabs himself a handful of strawberry ice cream.

He smirks, and winks at her as he takes a lick of it, before turning to leave.

[adistraction]

And Hunter knows better than to tell him no. If Daeshim wants to help - he lets him.

“Mm, put the red lid on that one. It’s the spicy one,” he holds out the lid and motions to the jar that’s also tinted red from the spices inside.

Don’t think he doesn’t know you’re there Sungki.

“If you get that on our bed, I’ll kill you,” he sing-songs without even looking over his shoulder. He starts putting a jar into the fridge and pulls out the container of cream puffs so he can make room.

[faeshim]

"We've had stickier messes in our bed."

Go on, tell him that he's wrong. Lavender giggles, not because she understands, but because it's fun having an adult join her in her shenanigans.

Daeshim tightens the lid on the jar before considering the spicy contents.

"I should grow more peppers this year."

[adistraction]

Hunter does look over at that.

And he can’t argue.

“That was fun,” he agrees, “when that last inch is accessible we should do it again.”

He smiles at the mention of peppers and kisses the top of Daeshims head, “Eat the cream puff now. But yes, please, peppers. All of them.”

[faeshim]

"Two inches..."

Sungki corrects with a roll of his eyes, because fuck if he isn't getting bigger ever day. He's almost vicious in the way he finishes his fistful of ice cream.

And Daeshim is definitely going for his cream puff now. And maybe just a bit of the pasta salad and deviled eggs that he also finds in the fridge.

[adistraction]

“Two—“ Hunter frowns and gives his partner a once over. He’s still incredibly sexy. And if they didn’t have company he would probably go after him with the way he just ate that ice cream.

…the way its drippy on his fingers…

Help yourself to everything you want, Daeshim…Lavender…

Uncle Hunter is distracted.

[faeshim]

Lavender floats back over to Baba's lap, where he scrapes out the center of a deviled egg for her. It's her favorite part! But then she notices the way that Hunter is looking at Kiki, and her eyes start to narrow on him for some reason...

And "Kiki" is pretty oblivious to it all, at least until the weight of Hunter's gaze is too heavy and he looks his way. And yes, he knows that look. He knows it quite well.

"I'm all sticky. Time for a shower."

Is that an invitation or actual necessity? Who can tell.

[adistraction]

If he hadn’t currently been undressing a fae visually, he probably would have fawned over the little domestic interaction between Daeshim and Lavender. He might have even pouted over the way she was looking at him but as it were, the mention of a shower piqued his interest more than the rest.

Whether it was an invitation or not there were uh…safety…measures..that were in place. Even if he just made those up right this moment.

Hunter puts the last jar into the fridge and wipes his hands off, “I’ll make sure…” he glances at Lavender, “he doesn’t…slip or something…you know…safety for your half babies…I’ll be back…” and then he scuttles after Sungki because please.

[faeshim]

He claims one thing, but he still looks at Kiki the way that Baba looks at a pan of freshly iced cinnamon rolls. She also needs to protect her half babies! But Baba, aware of more than he lets on, gently loops an arm around her waist.

"You are too young to understand. But someday, you may feel this way about someone."

He kisses the top of her head, even as the dishes on the table rattle a little with her brief attempt at freeing herself.

But oh, she really does love the creamy tangy center of a deviled egg...

Sungki snorts, half undressed when Hunter follows him into the bathroom.

"You're living dangerously."

[adistraction]

Thank you, it’s whispered to Daeshim, I’ll make you cinnamon rolls tomorrow…

But when he makes it to the bathroom, the door is immediately locked. Funnily enough, one might think his goal is sex - it’s not. It would be nice but given the way things…have progressed it just doesn’t…work the way it used to. (He’ll be very happy when things are closer to normal again.)

“You started it,” he mutters on his way to kiss the hell out of this damned gremlin, “one day she’s going to snap and turn me into one of those stone angels outside of a church.”

[sungki]

Sungki cups his face, holding him back from another kiss and then kissing Hunter himself. The Fae smiles at him.

"When she comes into her full power, you're a dead man."

Though he doubts it. It's obvious that Lavender also loves Hunter.

She just thinks he's naughty.

[adistraction]

Hunter has no real fear of Lavender; it’s all just fun to joke about. The way she looks at him sometimes is downright comical. Especially considering Sungki is the mischievous fae in this relationship.

He starts to pout as he’s held from the kiss, but when Sungki kisses him, his insides start to simmer again.

“Mm…” he hums softly, “your hand is still sticky.”

At least it isn’t as cold as it could be.

“You’re my favorite, you know that?” He takes a breath, “Sexiest, most wonderful pain in my ass…don’t get bored of me, okay?”

[sungki]

"I can make it stickier."

He smirks, knowing that his meaning is clear. What do you mean, he's the mischievous one here?

"Are you staying, or do our...guests need you to entertain them?"

[adistraction]

“I bet you can,” Hunter chuckles lowly and kisses him once more, “No. I’m yours. I’m staying right here. They’re entertained.”