Nope, no teasing about liking sweets here. At least not until Iwai was feeling better. And even then it would be more like innuendo and less like true teasing anyway~

Fai padded into the kitchen and pulled a saucepan down to start milk boiling on the stove. He needed to get some food into Iwai too, or at least offer it, although they'd only ever eaten together the one time and he couldn't say for sure what the other man would care for. Plus it was getting late, so any kind of freshly cooked meal was going to take them well into night-time. So while the milk warmed, Fai hung the refrigerator door open and took stock of the leftovers he'd carefully saved over the last few days.

"The hot chocolate's in the works," he announced, reappearing from the kitchen a minute later. "Your choices for dinner are lasagna, homemade potato soup, or...." He moved to where he could get a better look at Iwai--and not for the first time ended up kind of trailing off with a silly grin as he realized his cats had claimed the older man.