"Well it's rude to make a mess at a senpai's house," he mumbles sheepishly, surprised that Kita remembered that. "And I'm in the one imposin' considerin' I invited myself over. So yeah. Dishes."

Osamu finishes up the cooking while Kita sets the table and it's achingly domestic. He can't think about it too much or his heart will start to ache with want, and that's just too much to deal with right now.

"Who else is comin' to dinner?"