J turns to kiss S's cheek in turn, leaning against him for a moment. "No, no," he says quickly, "I think we'd better open the presents while it cools so we don't cave and eat it too soon." If it tastes half as good as it looks, he'll be relieved. At least he got the presentation right. Considering that it was a gift, he wanted to make sure of that, and it seems to have gone over well as far as that's concerned. Still, if they wait around for it to cool before they open gifts, he'll just get nervous about how it tastes. The distraction of exchanging other presents will help with that.

Giving S a squeeze around the waist, he steps away, casting a smile over his shoulder. "Pour me a cup too?" He has to cut this cake if he wants it to cool well and quickly.

With the red bean and mochi, it'll be a bit too dense for a butter knife, which is what he defaults to whenever possible, but he's at least had enough practice this year to be a bit more at ease with a regular knife. It took time, but it was a necessary effort. Some things he deals with by avoiding them, but some things are too much a part of ordinary life and he's had to figure out other ways of coping. Given that he's doing a lot of the cooking these days, using knives and the stove was high on the list of priorities. Still, he's careful as he lifts a knife out of the drawer, grabbing a potholder with his other hand so he can hold the pan in place as he cuts the cake into squares.