[[The Last Night]]
ââKept his hold even after he found his footing. At least the surprise of him stumbling into the restroom urged some of his blood flow to travel elsewhere, but being questioned about it⌠That flustered expression returned. âIâŚâ He couldnât admit to why he left⌠What if the raven thought he was some kind of pervert?
Another thought clouded those worries when he took in what Roppi had said⌠âY-You donât want to b-be separated..?â His expression softened and his arms came around to embrace him despite any disputes he might have. Holding him close, he buried his face into his shoulder.
âI wont separate again.â
A good moment passed before he reluctantly released the crimson from his embrace. âAre you hungry..?â He realized it had become well into the morning and his stomach stirred. If he wasnât up for it, at least he could make him another glass of milk - without incident.
This time he wouldnât carry him, but help guide him over to the kitchen for him to sit at the small table to the side of the kitchen. Heeding his desire, he would only bring the chair should they travel long distances.
âTh-that..I-â He grumbled to himself, completely embarrassed by how his words had gotten fumbled up in that way, not even completely positive if that was the way he meant those words are not, but the blond looked all too happy and considering after this morning he wasnât wanting to bring him down. Even letting himself be held that long should of been enough.
Now that it was mentioned, the raven could feel the pit of his stomach twist and turn in on itself. It had been days since he ate something that wasnât just forced into him by an I.v. A bit happy that he wasnât flung and held. Instead walked very steadily into the kitchen, pulling himself into a seat to finally let go of the other.
His eyes looked around the room a bit coyly, not wanting to speak up about how actually hungry he was. Eating was already terrible, eating in front of others was worst. âWe could-- always do some sort of breakfast. Iâm sure I could...eat something.â The words were bitter to say, but if he didnât eat soon he probably was gonna melt into floor right there.
Perhaps he shouldnât of worked up his heart first thing in the morning.









