Rikasha17
Leo wandered into the dining section of their dorm and sat down, staring at his waffles. Zavier got everything perfect, his favorite sauce, the way he liked how the fork was tilted a little towards his plate, how the edges were slightly burnt. Everything was perfect.
Leo was still avoiding his brother's gaze, of course, and nodded his thanks to him as he began pouring the syrup over his waffles.