#chocolate makes everything better

[lulublack90]

Prompt 14 - Forgotten First Meeting

@wolfstarmicrofic May 14, word count 964

Sirius had been set up on a blind date by his brother's best friend, Pandora. She’d declared she was tired of seeing him moping about with no one to love and demanded he allow her to set him up. Sirius apparently had no choice in the matter, and he couldn’t explain why he hadn’t just sacked it off and not turned up to the restaurant. But he had, and he’d even spruced himself up a bit. 

“Table for two, should be under Black, might be Lovegood.” He told the host waiting just inside the restaurant. 

“Ah, yes, here we are two for Lovegood. Will your guest be arriving soon?” The host looked behind Sirius as though his date would just materialise out of thin air. 

“Hopefully,” He told the man. “It’s a blind date, so you never know.” The host nodded sagely, as though he got that a lot. 

“Ms Lovegood, enjoys sending her projects to us. She’s never once had a no show, I might add.” Sirius felt himself redden. He and Pandora would be having words. “Right this way Mr Black, we have your table all set up.” Sirius followed him into a corner where a small table was set for two. It felt very intimate already. 

“Thanks,” He gave a half smile to the man before he sat down. He opened the menu and glanced at the dishes. 

“Can I get you a drink Sir?” Asked a waiter. 

“Oh, yes. Gin and Tonic, please.” 

“Right away, Sir.” The waiter bustled off. 

A tall, bean pole of a man stopped beside his table. Sirius looked up and up and up from his seat. The man was well over six feet tall and fit as fuck. Sirius felt his insides do a little jig. Pandora had done good. His date didn’t look as impressed.

Sirius jumped to his feet. 

“Hi, Sirius Black.” He told the giant, holding out his hand for him to shake. 

“Remus Lupin.” The giant responded, engulfing his hand with his own. Sirius’s heart stuttered as he imagined those hands somewhat lower on his body. 

“Sit, please, sit,” Sirius stammered, “Do you want a drink? Er.” He looked around for the waiter and was relieved to see him walking towards him with his drink on a tray. 

“Here you are, Sir.” The waiter said, placing Sirius’s gin and tonic on the table in front of him. “Would you like anything, Sir?” He asked Remus. 

“Whisky, neat, please” Remus replied. The waiter disappeared again. 

“So, Remus. How do you know Pandora?” Sirius dove in, not comfortable with silences. Remus narrowed his eyes. 

“We went to school together.” Was the only answer he gave. Right, thought Sirius, short and blunt. This was going to be difficult. 

The waiter returned with Remus’s drink. 

“Do you know what you would like to order or do you need a minute?” Sirius looked over to Remus. Neither of them had looked at the menu properly. 

“I think we might need a minute, thanks.” Sirius smiled weakly at the waiter. 

“Steak, rare, please.” Remus said as he glanced at the menu. The waiter looked at Sirius, who quickly looked down at the list of mains. 

“Erm, I’ll have the chicken chasseur please.” He handed the menu to the waiter, and they were back to silence again. 

“So, er, what do you do, Remus?” Sirius broke the silence. Remus scoffed this time. 

“I work in a library,” He said bluntly. 

“Wow, I bet that's interesting,” Sirius pushed a bit. 

“I’ve been digitising all the old records. It’s mind-numbing.” Remus looked around as though trying to find the nearest exit. 

“Have you found anything interesting in the old records?” Sirius tried again. 

“No,” This wasn’t going well. 

“Sorry, have I done something wrong?” Sirius asked. They’d barely been there ten minutes, and he couldn’t think what he could have done in such a short time to anger him so much. 

“Do you really not remember?” Remus snapped. Sirius shook his head, taken aback by Remus’s tone. “Are you serious?!” Sirius had to bite his tongue not to respond how he usually would to that question. When he didn’t answer, Remus went on. “We’ve already met. You’ve been to my flat. Slept in my bed, amongst other things.” Sirius stared at him, trying his hardest to remember. 

Remus shook his head in aggravation and one of the wall lights glinted off a silvery scar running across his face and Sirius remembered. 

“Oh my God, Remus!” He hit his forehead with his palm. How could he have forgotten? He’d been so drunk that night and in the morning Regulus had rung him crying about something their mother had said to him. Sirius had had to sneak out to go calm his brother down. He hadn’t gotten Remus’s number and had forgotten where the flat was. 

That had been months ago and Sirius had never been very good with faces. “I’m so sorry.” He pleaded for forgiveness and explained what had happened. Remus still seemed a bit grumpy, but he stayed. They ate their meals and Sirius treated him to a big piece of chocolate cake as an apology. Remus cheered up after that. 

“So,” Sirius said shyly to him once he’d paid the bill. “Will you see me again or did I totally blow it last time?” He looked up through his eyelashes, knowing full well what effect that had on people. Remus closed his eyes for a moment, but gave in. 

“Yeah, go on then.” He grinned. “Fancy a night cap? At yours this time, that way you can’t sneak out,” Sirius beamed at him and, taking his hand, practically dragged him from the restaurant. He could just hear the host chuckling to himself as the door closed behind them.  

[pardon-my-scifi]

Aeryn: But you say you want to go back to this place....Earth. A place that you tell me has so much disease and suffering.

John: Well, you guys don't have chocolate.

I'm with Crichton on this one. Chocolate is life.

[soulinkpoetry]

Life seems better with a little chocolate under your tongue.

.

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[matchaloverlikesflannel]

Little Snack before I continue studying the magic of the proteins and sugars ✨ finally found an affordable vegan choc crunch too. Very nice. Aaand I had a very good talk with a person from uni and looks like I can go to Ireland in like two years. Soo excited, even though it is a while in the future.

One last good thing: Ache in my heart by palaye royale got released today and I'm listening to it as I write this :)

Have a nice day!

[hopelesscoroner]

Stealing chocolate bars and leaving them around places in public is one of my favorite things to do.

Somebody may or may not have a free chocolate bar, and maybe i just made their day.

Maybe the person was sad or having a shitty day and, whats this? Chocolate? I needed that today, they say to themselves.

Sometimes I go back to the spot I put it in and see its gone, it makes me happy but then I wonder if they actually ate it.

[00fairylights00]

*clears throat* HIGH HUMANITY P FINALLY BEING ABLE TO EAT AND SHARING ALL KINDS OF WONDERFUL TREATS WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh my god Bloodbrown you are reading my mind ahhhh!!

I bet he would love baking so much, and he takes it so seriously when you tell him the best kind of treats are the ones made with love! I actually have a plot bunny about teaching P how to bake and cook floating around in my notes that I’m excited to get some time to work on.

Okay okay!

The growl of a stomach and the pang of hunger had initially concerned P, who tugged on your sleeve urgently. As you turned to face him his stomach rumbled again, you laughed at his mounting concern and explained that it sounded like he was hungry.

“You know, like how when I wake up I always have something to eat? Like that.” You soothed, the worry lines in his brow settling. 

This was something normal, something human. 

He was now very excited about the prospect of a new human thing he’d be able to try, and eating was something he’d been longing to do, watching you eat tended to be awkward and everything you made looked so appetising.

“I think I have something in the pantry you’ll really like.” You beamed, dragging him into the hotel’s kitchen.

You swung open the pantry doors and rummaged a bit, P looked over your shoulder curiously. The pantry wasn’t filled to the brim but what was in there he wasn’t familiar with at all, tins, cartons and baskets full of food and ingredients he didn’t know the name of.

“Ah hah!” You cheered, pulling a white, metal box from the pantry. “I promise you’ll love these!”

You popped off the lid and inside where multiple yellow discs with brown pieces scattered throughout them, he tilted his head and you waved the box in front of him,

“Try one! They’re homemade.” You coaxed, not that he would take much convincing when it came to you.

“Home… made?” He took a disc, the paper surrounding them crinkling, you also took one for yourself before placing the box on the countertop beside you. 

“It means it was made in the home, I made these ones myself. Some people believe the best kind of food is made with love, which you get plenty of in homemade cooking!” You explained, his eyes widened owlishly, throughly impressed once again by your abilities and your knowledge. You’d said before that they weren’t exactly difficult skills to pick up but he didn’t know how to make a… wait what is this thing?

“What… is it?” He questioned, turning the disc over in his hands. 

“It’s a chocolate chip cookie.” It was solid in his hand but the surface had a bounce to it, he brought it up to his mouth and was even more eager to try it now that he could smell it. 

You watched his reaction closely as he bit into the treat, any hesitance was quickly replaced with pure joy as he rushed to finish the rest of the cookie. 

“You like it?” You asked, and you got an enthusiastic nod in response, a giggle bubbling up from P’s throat boyishly. “Would you like another?”

“Yes!” He beamed, you held the box back out to him and he took another cookie for himself but stopped short when he noticed that you hadn’t done the same.

He frowned, looked at the cookie and then back at you before splitting the treat down the middle and offering one half to you. “Love should… be shared.”

You couldn’t agree more.

[nelkcats]

Family Taste

Jazz Nightingale joined a book club where she met Jason, he was a year younger than her and liked books as much as she did, he was in love with Pride and Prejudice, reciting its lines like it was his second language, he also complained a bit about his annoying younger brothers; the more they talked the more she realized he was perfect.

That same day, while he was looking for a good place to see the stars, Danny Nightingale met Jay in a bar, he was a year older and they had quite a few interests in common; He liked to make death jokes a lot and had an odd interest in the non-lethal weapons he was creating from his parents old projects, he caught his interest.

Both siblings talked about their crush the next morning. When they realized they were talking about the same person, they decided to compete with each other.

After all, Jason was a bisexual man (they were going to respect his wishes if he was not interested) and a fair game. They didn't want to fight each other over something so absurd, so they decided to "win the love" of their interest. If Jason decided to date one of them or ignore them both it would be fine, it was his decision but until then they had many strategies to apply.

Jason Todd didn't know the avalanche that was about to fall on him on behalf of two siblings with the same taste.

[fakeoutbf]

five stages of grief but it’s five stages of social anxiety

[skyward-floored]

Ok I’m joining you in the snow pile because I did something so very very dumb

Hmm, how about an igloo with pillows and hot chocolate instead? Much nicer than the snow pile~

[bunnihearted]

📓🖊️

[razpberrypie]

chocolate chips nummy nuts granola and milk

[lucifer]

I’ve legitimately had a rotten day today. :(

[i-want-to-be-spaghettified]

I wanted hot chocolate

And then I realized

That I could just

Make

Hot chocolate

And idk man life is good again

[glbtrx]

*tackle hugs you and wraps you up in a blanket and gives you hot chocolate*

thanks. now I really want a hot chocolate damn

[angeibody]

I just finished a fifteen minute existential crisis and questioning if I'm going to Heaven or Hell when I die while sitting on the floor, drinking hot chocolate and having an imaginary conversation with Michael Sheen during all of that, I don't think I'm okay

[running-in-the-dark]

I'm having A Day today. ugh.