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{Video} Kitchen-y explosion!

Who: Fingon and YOU!
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: Huntress.
When: Now!

{People on the Huntress might start smelling new food from the kitchen throughout the day as the resident cook experiments with the latest new gadgets and supplies. Fingon is rather...energetic and enthusiastic in his job onboard.

At least he has his long hair pulled back in various braids within braids, so there is no danger of hair dangling in food, and his sleeves are all pushed up and tied out of his way.}

I...{a cheerful laugh, if a bit embarrassed as he addresses the fleet with a floured grin} I seem to have gotten ahead of myself - my friends, if you are hungry and wish to have a bite, you are welcome!

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(Someone is watching Fingon from a table - well away from the food - wondering clearly over his cousin's skill. But he dares not approach. No, no, he's just fine...with his glass of water...)

{Fingon puts together a plate of food he hopes Maedhros will like, and comes over to set it in front of his cousin with a bright smile.}

Will you test my food, Maitimo? {what is guinea pig?}

(There is no difference between Maedhros and this cat at the moment. The tall Elf flushes and glances down at the plate, curious.)

...if you like. (He might do more than try the food - he might devour it.)

{All the more reason for Fingon to be absolutely enamored by him! He sits down beside him, tucking one leg under him.}

It is one thing that would make me happier. {Then when the first plate is emptied, he'll make another!}

(Well he isn't alone in being enamored. Maedhros settles, radiating contentment when Fingon sits beside him.)

I do like you happy. (He eats each dish on the plate, savoring the tastes and the warmth they leave behind. Once he finishes, he wipes his mouth and gives Fingon a kiss on his cheek.)

Are you eating?

{Fingon toys with the hem of Maedhros' tunic as he happily watches him eat. He leans into the kiss and returns it with a warm look.}

You're good at making me happy.

{He takes the plate away with a grin and goes to refill it - and fix himself a plate too before returning to the table.}

I've been nibbling the whole time!

(The little signs of love feed another hunger within him; one that food can never touch. Maedhros strokes over Fingon's cheek, expression exceedingly gentle.)

Likewise, love. (He chuckles.) You need to eat properly too. It takes energy to cook so much fare!

{Maedhros makes Fingon happier than he might know! He leans into the touch, eyes half closing contentedly.

Then another grin as he sets the new plate before his lover.}

I hardly noticed! I like this work.

(Maedhros draws Fingon into his arms when he returns to him. His lap is a good seat, isn't it? Though his cousin might have to feed him. Such a travesty, right?)

I do not. (He laughs softly.) I think that is more than obvious with my repeated failures.

{The best seat! Fingon curls an arm around Maedhros' neck, leaning comfortably against him.}

I don't mind cooking for everyone! Especially you. {Have a soft kiss before a fork full of food is offered - he doesn't mind literally feeding Maedhros too.}

(He likes being Fingon's resting place - both in bed and out, actually. It's comforting to have contact with him; it clears his head and helps him feel something other than pain in his heart. He turns his head to rest his cheek against Fingon's chest.)

It's all delicious. (He grins and leans into the kiss. Then he eats what is on the fork, chewing thoughtfully.) You've done a great good for the crew today. I often fear we will become malnourished. No one was meant to stay so long in the dark; we need sunlight.

{Fingon runs fingers through short red hair, smiling softly down at him.}

Our crew is a good one. I like being able to help them, keep them from starving.

(Blue eyes look up at Fingon and Maedhros's voice is a mere murmur.)

We are blessed to have you.

I know I am. (He presses a kiss to the edge of his cousin's lips.)

{Fingertips trace over the proud nose and handsome features.}

I am fortunate to have you, too. {Fingon hums happily and steals a proper kiss.}

(Maedhros closes his eyes and breathes deeply, holding every detail of Fingon in his memory.)

I will never understand your fondness for me, but I rely on it. You are my other self; my greatest treasure.

(He is just fine with that theft. He embraces Fingon tighter for it.)

{Fingon grins fondly at him.}

You don't need to understand it to trust it's depth, Maitimo. Nor how unbreakable it is.

{He could no more betray himself than Maedhros, there is almost no line between where one ends and the other begins.}

I trust you. All of you. Even if you stabbed me in the heart, my trust would not wane.

(Unhealthy, yes, but honest. Maedhros traces his fingers down Fingon's arm.)

I would have married you openly before our fathers and mothers and siblings. You would have been beautiful and I would have made you a ring.

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