just focus on eating .. tell me if you need anything . i'm just a bit tired.
( laying down upon the bed , yawning slightly with his legs crossed over the other . )
of course , 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘭 .
you have a point . if you didn’t trust me . . . guess ya wouldn’t have a reason to stay .
( stealing a glance to his side— a bit flustered at the sight of him , redirecting his attention to the food . a satisfied hum leaving him at the taste . )
gods , thank you .
would i still be here otherwise?
( he's taking a seat upon the bed — tiredly yawning . a white shirt and matching undergarment . it was most comfortable since his figure was often warm . )
then i'll keep you on your feet ~
good- as ya' should ~
( he's being playful , of course- glancing up wide eyed for a moment when he's brought food , a soft smile at the kiss to his cheek . )
. . .thanks . i don't think i would have ate otherwise .
i do trust you ; and you know that .
( already in the kitchen , looking like a malewafe . . bringing the other some food before kissing his cheek . )
i knew you were busy , have some ..
it's . . . listen , it's hard to explain , just trust me .
( scratching at his head gently , shaking his head . . . perhaps that was why he had a migraine . )
i kinda forgot to today .