†002 - Definitely not allergic to garlic.

[bucuresti]

[Mihail decided that he needed to get around to cooking something. Back at home, this time of year yields some of the best food his country has to offer. Lucky for him, he's got the blessing of being a pretty decent cook. However, this only really applies to food from his region (Romanian food is more like Turkish, Russian, Ukrainian, and German food combined) so things like hot dogs, macaroni and cheese, and pizza aren't exactly within his...skills.

So he's going at making any number of things, specifically mamaliga (Romanian "peasant" cornbread that goes great with sour cream), frigarui (really spiced up kebabs), and of all things, baklava. There seems to be a cloud of garlic powder and any number of spices floating around him, and there's a gratuitous amount of pork, among other meat. Romanians like their meat, y'know.

This is more like stress relief for him, other than just traditional winter cooking time. He hasn't had the best month and he's just gotten over being sick for the umpteenth time, so cooking seems like an awesome stress reliever.

He's more than willing to share (his inner Romanian grandma will probably say you look too skinny and then shove some mamaliga in your mouth), but there is a degree of acquired taste to this stuff, except maybe the baklava.]

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[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ that's cold, but his reply is hardly better. ] Ah, I'll leave then.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

I'm sorry...again.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

It's OK. [ wince. ]

You do know that -





Nevermind.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Know what?

LMAO KEYWORDS RELATED hgdg

[gulags.livejournal.com]

You...do not have to hide things from me.

same for meeee ;;

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Last time I told you what I was thinking, you asked me to leave.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

That was different.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[gulags.livejournal.com]

It just - it was. It -

You - ah.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I understand. []

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ ahdgdg; rage. it's unfair, he supposes without any real understanding as to why he finds mihail lying to him so unjust. it's - that really was different, wasn't it? ]

You... don't.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Then why don't you tell me instead of lying?

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ that strikes a chord -

if he were someone else, he would most likely bristle, but instead he looks ... lost? somewhat, anyway. he's the last who should be asking. ]

I - don't - know...?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

Nevermind. You do not have to say anything if you don't want.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

Wait, it's -

[ complicated. :| ]

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

It's...? []

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ he's endured his fair share of scrutinizing looks, but he's never felt so on edge, so threatened in a way. yuri can't bring himself to look into mihail's eyes and face him head on. derp. ]

What do you want me to say? [ struggling with his words, with his thoughts. ] That I never feel my best---?

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

Tell me what you're actually thinking. That might be a good start.

B|... i used the wrong icon up there, fml.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

Oh, ah.

I don't know. It's -


complicated.

's all good, bro

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

[]

I see.

[gulags.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. [ a sigh. ]

I'll leave now.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I don't see why you would stay... []

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ trying his hardest to crack a smile, only this time his eyes are wet and there's a hole in his chest. ]

You can be so unfair.

[cenusa-lumina.livejournal.com]

I-- W-what makes you say that?

[gulags.livejournal.com]

[ it was word vomit, near the door now. ): ]

It's - It's like you expect me to give you more than I am allowed to.