[Even with a festival going on, Hunk doesn't worry too much about the food out there. Sometimes he'll sneak over to see if he can get ingredients from there, stuff that isn't as easy to come by in the Temple kitchen.
it's a bit of hoarding in a way, but he's going to take advantage of getting ingredients while he can. The invisible servants at the festival either know what he's doing and are trying to help or it really is tied to his desires to make his own things. Either way, the kitchen of the Temple has been busy despite the distraction and Hunk has done his best to see to every member of Voltron.
But he can't forget about Lotor...not after he'd helped keep Hunk focused, grounded, and with many of the ideas on the bridge. Hunk doesn't know Lotor's tastes, but he figures he's a man that keeps things simple while still having a refined taste. Lotor struck him as the type, especially given everything that had happened, to not be properly looking after his own needs. He has an idea, he just hopes Lotor isn't too picky.
He waits until he knows Lotor is in his own chambers and quietly leaves a tray at his door in the morning. On the tray is a bowl of oatmeal with blueberries on top. There's a glass of orange juice beside and a rather large cinnamon streusel muffin, along with some jumbo strawberries. Oh, and there's a note, in case Lotor is suspicious of mysteriously appearing breakfast foods.]
To Lotor,
I never really thanked you for helping me on the ship. I know you've probably been worrying about Allura what happened to everyone else and not taking care of yourself. Please take a moment to eat. You'd be surprised how much it might help.
- Hunk
[Hunk doesn't knock on the door until he's heading away. He doesn't necessarily want to be here for the reception, but if Lotor wants to talk later it's pretty obvious Hunk is spending a lot of time in the kitchen]
[action -- sort of] | a few days after dead are revived
it's a bit of hoarding in a way, but he's going to take advantage of getting ingredients while he can. The invisible servants at the festival either know what he's doing and are trying to help or it really is tied to his desires to make his own things. Either way, the kitchen of the Temple has been busy despite the distraction and Hunk has done his best to see to every member of Voltron.
But he can't forget about Lotor...not after he'd helped keep Hunk focused, grounded, and with many of the ideas on the bridge. Hunk doesn't know Lotor's tastes, but he figures he's a man that keeps things simple while still having a refined taste. Lotor struck him as the type, especially given everything that had happened, to not be properly looking after his own needs. He has an idea, he just hopes Lotor isn't too picky.
He waits until he knows Lotor is in his own chambers and quietly leaves a tray at his door in the morning. On the tray is a bowl of oatmeal with blueberries on top. There's a glass of orange juice beside and a rather large cinnamon streusel muffin, along with some jumbo strawberries. Oh, and there's a note, in case Lotor is suspicious of mysteriously appearing breakfast foods.]
To Lotor,
I never really thanked you for helping me on the ship. I know you've probably been worrying about
Allurawhat happened to everyone else and not taking care of yourself. Please take a moment to eat. You'd be surprised how much it might help.- Hunk
[Hunk doesn't knock on the door until he's heading away. He doesn't necessarily want to be here for the reception, but if Lotor wants to talk later it's pretty obvious Hunk is spending a lot of time in the kitchen]