OKAY BUT LOOK AT WHAT I BROUGHT || Tuah & Sahid
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Tuah nodded again and placed their order. âThey should arrive in 40 minutes, it seems.â He debated whether he should prepare snacks for Sahid while they waited for their pizzas in the meantime, before deciding against it since he didnât want to ruin Sahidâs appetite. He did make a mental note to restock the fridge later on, perhaps asking for one of the personal shoppers to do that for him since he wasnât quite sure what to buy himself. âDo you cook, Sahid?â Tuah asked, âOrdering take out every now and then is fine, but I donât wish for you to eat that way every day. If you donât, I can hire a cook for us since I donât cook either.â He had never learnt how to cook for himself, and with the lost of his taste, he didnât want to risk burning his kitchen or poisoning Sahid with his cooking.
He nodded at the question. âWell, you do have to pay a small amount for the service, but it usually doesnât amount to much.â Sahid didnât have to worry about that too since he planned on paying on their behalf, seeing that they didnât have an income yet. Even if they did, Tuah had planned on helping as much as he could anyway.
Tuah smiled. âI look forward to their visit,â he told Sahid once more, patting them on the shoulder. âYou know, you can stay here for as long as you like too, if you want,â he offered, his smile turned gentle. âI wonât force you to stay, of course. I donât want you to feel restricted or that you feel obligated to stay with me. I just want you to have options. Besides, I like the idea of having someone to come home to at the end of the day.â
Sahid smiled, slightly proudly, as Tuah shared the amount of time it would take for the order to arrive. Their eyes remained on the other, waiting for his next words, some joke, some notice of the app maybe, anything that wasnât going to be the next best heavy topic. Though they felt like maybe they had already faced enough of that throughout this conversation. The subject of cooking wasnât what Sahid had expected. Did they cook? The skin around their cheeks felt rather warm as Tuah spoke, this new care and worry for their safety and health. It wasnât familiar, it wasnât something they had faced in a long time. Atlas was kind and warm to them, extending worry and help. Tuah was of a different sort, all-together. They werenât even sure what they had done to deserve it. But they mustâve done something right, because God had put Tuah in their path and ensured they would stay connected throughout it all.Â
âI cook pasta sometimes,â Sahid admitted with a grin. âI donât mind trying more cooking,â they added. After all, not having their cleaning job anymore and neither worrying about hanging up flyers around time did leave them with a whole lot of extra time. It had never been that Sahid had an aversion to food, but eating three healthy meals a day was never in their budget, so they stuck to fast food when they did have enough money, or made pasta with sauce when they didnât. They wanted to defend themselves that they didnât eat take out that much... but that wasnât true.Â
âReally? Thatâs... thatâs amazing,â they said. Not sure they could explain how the American system worked and how they were still paying off a debt from the last time they had ended up in the hospital. At this point they didnât have money, so finding a job as soon as possible was important. But it felt strange to be admitting to that, to this debt that continued to haunt them.Â
There was a moment of pause, there was a lot that was going through Sahidâs mind. Something telling them that they shouldnât, that taking so much kindness from a single person would be wrong. But they knew that if they had a job they could probably convince Tuah to participate financially, and they didnât want to try and find another place, they didnât want to live in a student apartment anymore, they didnât want to live alone again, or go back to living a life for other people. They still wanted to, but live a life with other people sounded better. âWould you let me cash in?â they asked, grinning, their heart full.Â










