Aoba had splurged somewhat more this time around, now that he had his own earnings to go by rather than having to pull from Declan’s savings. No matter how much everyone said Declan could afford it (including Declan himself), it just didn’t sit well with him to be using someone else’s money so freely. If it had been some kind of situation where they were both contributing to a shared pool of funds, that would have been significantly different, but with the way things stood….
He wasn’t anybody’s kept man, okay? And they weren’t any kind of other situation where shared funds would have been appropriate, so-
So apparently his thoughts were just going to be all over the place to avoid thinking about his ‘buried personality’ or whatever was going on, and settling on more embarrassing things instead? Great. But still, Declan wasn’t hard at all to maneuver around as Aoba in turn got out the various ingredients to prep. He’d gotten some green beans for color along with the potatoes, carrots, and onions of before, some higher-grade cuts of meat, and rice to prepare on the side…and a deep fryer. Although maybe he wasn’t going to be up to try and replicate Granny’s donuts tonight, there was always next time.
And then he heard ‘one of my other ships’. As in spaceships. Declan had…multiple spaceships?
…Did that mean he wasn’t just well-off, but that he was some kind of low-key millionaire??
“Uh…well, um, yeah actually. It’s so commonplace for you, it seems like…I should try it at least once.” Before I have to go, he stops himself from saying. He has to get back home, but for one reason or another, he doesn’t want to call more attention to that necessary fact than he has to. He just wants to enjoy this time with his new friend as much as he can…. “You can barely see the sky where I live, much less fly in it. Or past it.”
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He wasn’t anybody’s kept man, okay? And they weren’t any kind of other situation where shared funds would have been appropriate, so-
So apparently his thoughts were just going to be all over the place to avoid thinking about his ‘buried personality’ or whatever was going on, and settling on more embarrassing things instead? Great. But still, Declan wasn’t hard at all to maneuver around as Aoba in turn got out the various ingredients to prep. He’d gotten some green beans for color along with the potatoes, carrots, and onions of before, some higher-grade cuts of meat, and rice to prepare on the side…and a deep fryer. Although maybe he wasn’t going to be up to try and replicate Granny’s donuts tonight, there was always next time.
And then he heard ‘one of my other ships’. As in spaceships. Declan had…multiple spaceships?
…Did that mean he wasn’t just well-off, but that he was some kind of low-key millionaire??
“Uh…well, um, yeah actually. It’s so commonplace for you, it seems like…I should try it at least once.” Before I have to go, he stops himself from saying. He has to get back home, but for one reason or another, he doesn’t want to call more attention to that necessary fact than he has to. He just wants to enjoy this time with his new friend as much as he can…. “You can barely see the sky where I live, much less fly in it. Or past it.”