Comfort (closed with Justaradioohost)
Carlos tapped at his laptop, trying to keep his mind focused on the grant applications that would fund his team, and give them all paychecks every week. Though even with how important this was, he found his mind wandering. Cecil. His sweet, lovely, honey-voiced-honey, Cecil. It'd been nearly three days since.... Well, since what happened. Since he came home, crawled into bed without more than a mumbled hello. Station Management had given him a few days off. Normally Carlos knew Cecil would be ecstatic at the prospect of a 'staycation'. Right now... Carlos shook his head, as if to shake away the thought. He glanced over the application, clicked on the 'save' button, and closed the lid on the laptop. Science later, boyfriend needs comforting now. Or at least it was worth another try. Carlos half debated making Cecil something to eat... He honestly wasn't sure if Cecil had left the same blanket-nest he curled into three days ago. That seemed plausible due to the fact that he was in more or less the same position when the scientist left and came home from checking on his experiments for a couple of hours a day. He swallowed a little bit, having reached the doorway to the darkened bedroom. From the doorway Carlos could see the small lump of blankets that he knew his love was buried under. "Ceec?" The scientist's voice was soft. "You awake?" @justaradioohost
