Noodles

Len's smile widened, a playful glint sparkling in his eyes as he savored the simple pleasure of being in an ordinary home. His golden locks swayed with each movement, gently brushing against his cheeks like a soft, caressing breeze. The sensation of the plush carpet beneath his feet enveloped him in a warm embrace, offering a comforting contrast to the grandeur he was accustomed to. He wiggled his toes within the confines of his plush shoes, relishing in the delightful tickle against his skin.

Taking in the familiar sights of Aaron's room, Len's gaze wandered across the space, his eyes aglow with a nostalgic fondness. The ordinary trinkets and personal touches scattered throughout spoke of a life untouched by the weight of fame. It was a refreshing change, a glimpse into the world he had left behind before stardom had found him.

His attention shifted, fixating on the bowl of steaming ramen noodles cradled in Aaron's hands. The tantalizing aroma wafted through the air, teasing his senses and beckoning him closer. With each step, his anticipation grew, his eyes locked onto the bowl with an intensity that mirrored a child captivated by the allure of a candy store.

A sweet smile graced Len's lips as he mustered the courage to speak, his arms casually resting at his sides, though his hunger gnawed at his stomach. "I don't mean to bother you, but, uh... may I have some of this food?" His voice carried a gentle plea, his adorable smile revealing his true longing. With every passing second, his grin grew wider, a testament to his genuine desire.

Aaron found himself caught in a whirlwind of flustered surprise and amusement as he witnessed Len's contagious delight. The room filled with the symphony of Len's infectious giggles, their melodious notes dancing through the air, lifting the weight of the world from Aaron's shoulders. Each step Len took towards him heightened the anticipation, amplifying the childlike excitement radiating from the idol.

A tender moment unfolded as Aaron handed over the bowl to Len's eager hands. The Vocaloid cradled it close to his chest, his eyes shining with unadulterated joy. Time seemed to stretch, elongating precious minutes, as Aaron's gaze remained fixated on Len, captivated by the sheer bliss etched upon his features.

A delicate blush blossomed across Aaron's cheeks, his heartbeat quickening in response to the enchanting sight before him. The convergence of Len's animated enjoyment and the intimate act of sharing something as personal and delectable as a bowl of ramen stirred within him a potent mixture of bashfulness and contentment. His senses came alive with the warmth emanating from Len's unreserved enthusiasm, the flavors of the noodles painting a smile upon the idol's lips.

In that suspended moment, Aaron's heart swelled with tender affection, his own happiness mirroring the radiant expression worn by the Vocaloid. The connection forged through this simple exchange of sustenance transcended words, speaking volumes in the silence that enveloped them.

"Sure, go ahead, have some of my noodles," Aaron said in a shy tone.

The Vocaloid delved into the noodles with fervor, becoming a whirlwind of motion and sound. Slurping with abandon, he devoured the strands of steaming goodness, reminiscent of a child savoring a favorite treat. Conversation took a backseat as Len's focus became fully consumed by the flavors dancing upon his palate.

Upon finishing the last mouthful, Len's gaze lifted to meet Aaron's, a small but satisfied grin gracing his lips. He nodded appreciatively, his eyes shimmering with gratitude as he handed the empty bowl back to its rightful owner. It was in that moment that the Vocaloid became acutely aware of the proximity between them, a realization that caused a delicate blush to creep across his cheeks. A self-conscious embarrassment tinged his expression, silently acknowledging the exuberance that had momentarily overtaken him.

The room settled into a comfortable stillness, as if holding its breath in reverence for the connection that had formed. The taste of ramen lingered in the air, intermingling with the unspoken bond that now bound them together.