[Dohalim slips Kisara one more poem before leaving her be to continue her grocery shopping, because of course he would. but aside from that, there were more pressing matters at hand, and that's the wine pairing to go with their dinner. something with pork would require a lighter wine, something white. but, as he glances through his collection of wines and spirits, he picks out a sake instead, having a feeling that it would pair rather nicely with whatever Kisara is planning. he'll ask her opinion on it when she gets home, but for now, he'll leave it on the kitchen table before going back to his poetry writing.
as soon as she walks in, and noticing the flush on her face, Dohalim flashes her a cheeky grin]
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as soon as she walks in, and noticing the flush on her face, Dohalim flashes her a cheeky grin]
Welcome home, darling.