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digging in his pockets. surely he has something somewhere! anything for a kiss. even his liver, if the other asked.
⠀⠀"hold on! I think I have some in my shorts. like, 10 should be enough, right?"
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ㅤㅤㅤ――― @FORGIVENFLAME_ : eyes roll. 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲 this doctor addict is here for affection. he’s not surprised in the slightest. “ mm. it cost bēri , you know. ”
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tired brown eyes cast down toward the offered food. at least there was 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 meat.
he had to be careful while attempting to sit up. his insides were very much still healing, and every single shift of his frame was felt throughout his whole body.
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ㅤㅤㅤafter some time , the 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗻 of death returns with a plate and some items. “ oi , i’m back. sit up. ” he ordered , before setting the food he prepared onto ace’s lap. it was a chicken
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it was almost nauseating. almost like motion sickness. regardless, he listens, sitting and taking the fork into his hand.
⠀⠀"not to sound ungrateful, but you couldn't but just a little more chicken in it? all this leafy stuff is..."
he hums, poking at it with his
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or even woke up at all. perhaps he should ask law when he returns.
⠀⠀"okay, yeah. healthy foods, or whatever."
ace nods, carefully bringing blankets up just a little higher. he wasnt cold, at least, it was just cozier to have the blankets pulled up.
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his head tilts — why did he react like that? ace was only being honest. speaking his mind. tired eyes observe the doctor's likewise tired frame.
food sounded fine. it was strange how he'd been asleep for so long, but didnt wake up starving.
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ㅤㅤㅤhe pauses for a moment. it was weird but , ace’s words brought on a very 𝘀𝘂𝗱𝗱𝗲𝗻 and intense wave of emotions. it felt as if a rock was thrown at his chest , despite the kind words.