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Henry brings to Joey a meal in bed after a long day.
Rated: T
Warnings: mild kink? maybe?
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/69447466 (note: you must be signed in to read my fics on Ao3)
Length: 1500
Joey's stomach growled.
He was completely out of energy, and his last dimensional hop had drained the remainder of his endurance. His hands tremored and his vision pulsed, a dizziness circling his ankles and traveling up his spine. Yet, even with the obvious signs of hunger, Johan found that he was not at all in the mood to eat. Maybe it had been the pure cruelty of the dimension he had just escaped from. Another failure – a world that did not want to change, that laughed at his attempts to help. Who was he to think he could switch the path of a rolling, out of control train?
Anxiety clutched at him, and he slinked down the rooftop stairs into the apartment. It had been midnight when he left, and it was midnight now. Hopefully his absence would have gone unnoticed-
"Where'd you go, this time?" Henry's cool, collected voice froze Joey in his tracks. He slowly turned, with a queasy smile, to face his partner. The other was sitting in Joey's armchair, wearing Joey's bathrobe, muscular arms folded. What Joey could see of his expression, shrouded in darkness, was a light gaze inspecting him, the slightest lilt of his lips showing he was not angry. "You don't need to answer that. I'd've liked some advance warning, though, Joey."
"I know, I know," Joey blushed, ducking his head. "Let me s-shower and then we can go to bed? It was n-nowhere pretty. Bad tip."
"I'll meet you there, doll," Henry smoothly replied, Joey watching as he finished the single shot of brandy he had been sipping. No more than a few spoonfuls, an ice sitting in the center. Joey's stomach panged, twisting uncomfortably. Henry set down the glass, and they watched each other with perceptive gazes. "Love you."
"I l-love you too. S-see you soon."
Henry gave a sigh as Joey slipped off to the bathroom, the quiet hiss of hot water escaping the dark room. After listening for a few moments, Henry stood, stretched, and made his way to the kitchen. He had seen the way Joey watched him drink, saw his famished eyeing of the goddamn ice cube. A shower would hardly make him feel any better. Maybe it would quell the aches and sadness for a short while, but a filling meal would do him much better.
Luckily, they had plenty of food. He gathered a few options with high caloric intake, and hummed as he plated all of it, quietly setting some of it into the oven to warm. Henry prepared two glasses of tea, adding honey and whey to one; a twist of lemon to his own. Before Joey were to leave the shower, Henry paused, and in the watery slowness of the menu, went to their room and set down the drinks, swiftly returning to the kitchen (as fast as one could move as though they were fighting an upstream current). Only a few seconds after unpausing, Henry heard the shower's water turn off, listened as Joey padded off to their bedroom, curious as to why Henry went to the menu, expecting him in their room. A content sigh escaped the stout man, and he pulled out all the food with a pleased smile, setting it all on a tray. It would be nice to surprise Jo.
The man, his hair braided around his skull, turned around with wondering eyes to face Henry as he came into the room. His eyes widened as he looked down at Henry's full hands, mouth opening for but a moment – having to close due to its watering. Henry smirked at him, nodding towards the bed.
"Get under the sheets, Jo," he softly instructed, and Johan hesitated. Henry smiled, putting on his best 'dad' voice, the one that made all the kids sit a little straighter when he used it. "Now, honey."
Joey laughed quietly, and shook his head – even as he obeyed.
"Yes, dear," he joked, ruby eyes twinkling like cosmic smiles. He settled into bed, noticing as he did the full glasses of steaming tea. Joey looked at Henry with sweet adoration as he pulled the blanket around himself, reaching for the sweet, warm drink and cupping it in his trembling hands. "Oh, Henry… you're wonderful."
"I'm not wonderful until I have you full and satisfied," Henry smirked, coming up to the bed and pressing a kiss to Joey's lips. He murmured against them; "Take that any way you'd like."
"You're s-so crass," Joey rolled his eyes, but Henry could see in the dark moonlight that he was blushing quite badly. He grinned. Just what he wanted to see. "Henry, thank y-you, but I don't really f-feel very hungry thou- Mm!"
Henry had decided that the only thing he wanted Joey's mouth do be doing right then was eating, and he had taken it upon himself to ensure that. Joey swallowed the forkful of pasta after savoring the homemade sauce coating it, and found that he could easily devour the entire bowl.
"I don't trust you on that," Henry chuckled, holding the tray away from Joey's hands. He watched as confusion was quickly overtaken by understanding, and Johan's face darkened significantly once more. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll take care of you."
"That's what I'm a-afraid of," Johan groaned in a quip. Henry let out a quiet laugh, leaning in to kiss Joey once, sweetly. "I love you…."
"Love you too. Very much. Now eat your damn macaroni."
However, Henry only supplied two more bites before replacing it with a different dish to enlighten Joey's palate. Johan took a moment to process the sudden change in taste and texture, the toasted sourdough bread a solid base for the salty yet smooth tuna avocado spread Henry had coated on it. The egg and tomato on top complimented the textures and flavors of the base. Joey gave a hum of enjoyment, closing his eyes as the food both warmed and energized him. It was… interesting, allowing Henry to do this, but not entirely unwelcome. While a mite embarrassing at first, Joey found it almost comforting – he could trust Henry with this. After a bit of time, Henry added another flavor combo to complement the first two.
The puffed tofu, with a tart and sweet orange sauce and coated with hot rice, practically exploded in Joey's mouth with its rich flavor, and full body warming ginger elements. A moan escaped him as he covered his mouth to swallow, a hum following as he processed the zest. Henry beamed, earthy eyes half lidded. A hand came to Joey's leg, giving a light squeeze, following with another taste. Gradually, despite 'not being hungry', all three dishes disappeared. Sips of tea aided with getting the heavy meal down; and eventually Johan leaned back with a sigh of fullness and the tiredness it brought. Henry finished up the remainder of the food, but lifted up a small slice of strawberry cream cake – one of Joey's favored treats.
"Henry, I really don't know if I can…" Joey began, cut off by a searing, deliciously impassioned kiss. His hands gently came to Henry's chest, the robe too narrow to really close around his broad body. When Henry pulled away, Johan caught sight of his face and felt himself go hot all over. Oh. Oh. Henry had liked watching him eat. Apparently quite a bit. He bit his lip, Henry watching the motion with hunger in his bright eyes. "Well… I suppose I can try…."
"Good," Henry purred. He had enjoyed making Johan eat – perhaps it was due to the sensation that he was doing a good thing for the thin man, which always added to his ego; or maybe it was the delighted faces, the relaxation, the sounds and shifts that Joey had made which ignited Henry so. Either way, he was certainly going to make due on his earlier words. "Let's split it, yeah- ah… mm… cheeky bastard."
Joey only smiled, pretending he had no idea what Henry was talking about, even as he added a touch of pressure, earning a soft swear and groan. Adjusting on the bed, Henry realized what Joey was intending, and chuckled as he leaned in for a kiss. Johan returned it happily, fingers trailing dexterously along.
Henry brought the first spoon of the sweet to Joey's lips, the other's teeth flashing as he accepted it. Henry did not expect Joey to pull him close, delightfully pressing in and making the other's brain shut off for a long moment. Johan pulled away, blushing even as he licked the cream from his lips.
"What was the thing y-you said earlier?" Joey teased, toying with the robe's rope. "About my s-satisfaction?"
"Are you not satisfied?" Henry pretended to be offended. "After all that?"
"I could go for more d-dessert," Joey hummed, kissing him – and removing the robe. "And you, dear?"
"Me, too."
Henry grinned, reaching for Johan's pajamas with one hand. Joey laughed, stealing a bite of cake – and Henry dove right in.
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