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ADRIAN:

adrian made a face, scrunching his eyebrows together. snorting, “you say that like you mean it, babe – your ass is staying here with me whether you like it or not.” he huffed, holding jian just that more tighter, almost as if he was going to lose his cuddle buddy right there and then. he sighed in their suggestion, shaking his head. honestly? he wasn’t sure what the best solution would be. the news had been an endless cycle of bad news and he was nervous just walking around the neighborhood to grab groceries. regardless, he knew they’d be safer together than apart. “how south are we talking? jersey? dc?” any place that isn’t florida sounded reasonable enough to travel through with them by his side.

jian had to hold back from smiling, but the dork smiled anyway. he couldn’t really help it when he was with the other. he made a soft noise at the extra squeeze, laughing even more. “maybe south jersey? not that far from home, but still close. it’s getting really scary.” he murmured softly as he burrowed himself closer to the other. the last thing he wanted was to be without adrian. . .the thought of that made his chest hurt.

#adrian.#* / threads.

ADRIAN.

“i wouldn’t put it past you – you’re a tad greedy, babe,” he pointed out, jokingly. not that he was poking fun at the other for their incessant eating habits, but he couldn’t wrap his head around it. “i’m not a late-night muncher.” yes, he was. “but i’ll be sure to have some more tomorrow. there’s no way we’re letting your cooking go to waste.” it doesn’t hurt that he had his personal chef staying inside with him throughout the whole ordeal. it benefited his appetite and need for companionship greatly. “are you tired yet? been like this all day and i’m still exhausted.”

“i’m not greedy,” he mumbled, with a slight tone of offense. jian cuddled up more to the other, as his fingers gently rubbed the other’s chest. “you better not, or i’ll leave!” jian murmured softly as he rubbed adrian’s chest. taking in a soft breath. “. . .new york is getting worse, drain. do you think we should head south?” the boy asked worried, teeth sinking onto his lower lip. the last thing he wanted was to get either of them sick by going grocery shopping with how many cases there are appearing everyday.

#* / threads.#adrivnso #adrian.

ADRIAN:

the older snorted. “that’s debatable. i’d try eating you every chance i get,” he admitted. he paused for a moment, then sniffed. he didn’t realize there was a smell at first, but once he pointed it out, he did smell a tad.. beefy. “did you finish the rest of it?” he asked, smiling wider. as small as jian was, he could fit a tremendous amount of food inside his body. adrian was impressed. and maybe a little intimidated.

“. . .you are so smooth,” he teased quietly as he remained quiet in his arms. and the sniff got him to bust out laughing. “do you really think of me to be such a heathen?” jian questioned, an offended look upon his face. “no, i didn’t finish all of it, i left you some in case you had the midnight cravings too.” jian loved to eat. it was something he’s pretty much known for now.

#adrian.#* / threads.

sneezes

vernon and his lollipop.

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ADRIAN.

“think you mean cannibal,” he joked, a smile catching onto his lips. he held the smaller close to his chest and pressed a gentle kiss on the side of their head. if he was stuck social distancing for the next couple of months, he wouldn’t mind staying in bed exactly like this, with him, all day long.

“no, a zombie. you may be a five-course meal, but you’re better alive than dead,” he mumbled quietly as he wrapped his arms around his waist. “if i smell like beef, it was because i ate more soup,” jian murmured softly. he definitely made hand-pulled noodles today, just to keep them occupied on another day of this quarantine. when his parents asked him who he was staying with, they teased him about it the days before he planned on coming to stay for the next few weeks.

#* / threads.#adrian.

ADRIAN.

was adrian even in bed? it was difficult to tell the difference between him and a rather large clump of white comforters on the left side of the bed. a head full of hair and a hand climbs out from underneath, reaching out towards jian. he adores the soft boy, no matter how gluttonous they could be. stay, he mumbled. eat me–––

there was a soft noise when the other pulled him back into his arms, a quiet smile appearing on his lips. he joins into the clump of white comforters, nuzzling his face into his neck. “if i eat you, i’d be a zombie.” he murmured gently as he tangled up his limbs with adrian once more. the other was kind of endearing at this point, all sleepy.

#* / threads.#adrian.

* @adrivnso.

cue the soft shuffling of jian climbing back into adrian’s bed. he was hungry and definitely stuffed his face with more of the brownies he made and a small bowl of beef noodle soup. can you really blame him? this quarantine is gonna have him thirty pounds heavier!

#* / threads.#adrian.#heart emojis.