Arata feel his stomach grumbling as the smell of fish wafting through the apartment. He patted his stomach, trying his best to hide a smile when Yuuta’s stomach growled as well. Leaning into the counter he listened to the sound of grease popping in the pan. He looked up from the cooking fish when he heard Yuuta’s quiet question. His hazel eyes studied him as he got so much quieter. Arata scratching the stubble at the end of his chin mulling over the idea of if he would be willing to try to pursue his dream again. He’d let it kind of just sit on the shelf since he got out of high school, putting it off because of wanting to help his parents, but he didn’t think that could always be the case. “I think I might. You’re right there’s still time to do stuff I want to do. It got a lot easier to just put it off.” He slowly ran his hands through his hair to try and brush the hair away from his eyes.
“I don’t think I can keep doing what I’m doing what I’m doing for forever..” Arata brushed his hand up and down his arm. With a slight shrug he watched Yuuta finishing cooking the fish. “Hard to even know where to start with that kind of stuff.” He pressed his chin into the palm of his hazel eyes looking over the other’s face. “So, do think that you feel like you’re close to accomplish your dreams?” Arata asked the young man with a tilt of his head as he did.