[action log]
Who; The twins.
What; Tea and the like.
When; This evening.
Where; It's a secret?
Warnings; IDK, possibly. I'll be getting progressively more drunk during this log so...

Whenever Hayato asked something of him, Makoto couldn't really say no. Whether it was for tea or to sleep in his room tonight or tell me a bedtime story 'Koto, even as a child, Makoto had never been able to resist. Because Hayato was his foil.

It was enough to make him curse silently to himself as he prepared their tea. After a series of warnings of not to go talking about this place to anyone, Makoto had led his brother into the back room of the student government offices. It was a small, lounge-type area that they rarely used for important business, but which was there (mostly for Shingari's naps) in case they needed refreshments or a break. It came equipped with a hot water heater, refrigerator, cupboards, sink...the kotatsu Makoto had shipped from Earth himself.

Not that he got much time to use it, but it was nice to know it was here. It reminded him a bit of their childhood; at one point, a similar piece of furniture had encompassed his entire world at their home. Wasn't it Makoto that was always found beneath one of these tables? Hadn't it been Hayato to always come join him in the night, to seek him out like a security blanket? Makoto expected that now. He wanted to be that for Hayato...maybe that was why he always gave in.

"Hai," he muttered under his breath as he carefully picked up the two steaming mugs of tea and knelt to place one on the table in front of his brother. Backing up, he pulled the skirt of the thick comforter up over his lap and leaned against the table with his own mug. It had been awhile since they'd been like this together...recently, there had always been others.

"My specialty," he teased with one eyebrow raised before taking a sip.