"I love you too," Anderson muttered before moving the fork, then pausing. He still couldnāt eat by himself without making a mess, and he didnāt want to embarrass himself in front of his boyfriend. A soft whimper left his mouth, but he tried to pass it off as a sigh. "Maseā¦" he said softly, still clutching the fork tightly, but looking down in the general direction of the food.
Mason smiled softly, reaching for the fork in the others hand and taking it slowly, grabbing his hand afterwards and pressing a soft kiss to it. "Open.." He whispered softly as he raised the fork, that now had food on it, to the others mouth. As Anderson was eating, he had a mouthful of his own food, repeating the actions like that. "I know you get frustrated, and I know you don't mean it when you say stuff.. But can you please try to have a little bit of a filter? That's still sensitive for me as well, yeah?"












