Yeah. Yeah I'm-- actually good. [He doesn't expect her to know that he hasn't been good in a while. Or at least, he always says he's good regardless of how he feels. Right now though, he's a kind of honest and vulnerable with her that would almost be borderline uncomfortable if he didn't... like her so much.]
This is nice. [A quiet admission that he turns a little bit to confess to the ceiling to. He lets her keep his arm because her light touches are equally nice, if not nicer.
He feels like she would regret taking him up on the offer if he made breakfast, but he does want to do something for her other than encouraging her in these loathsome, bad habits of rolling around in bed all day having a proper lazy morning.]
I'm not a good cook, but. I should help you in the kitchen.
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Date: 2021-12-01 05:01 pm (UTC)This is nice. [A quiet admission that he turns a little bit to confess to the ceiling to. He lets her keep his arm because her light touches are equally nice, if not nicer.
He feels like she would regret taking him up on the offer if he made breakfast, but he does want to do something for her other than encouraging her in these loathsome, bad habits of rolling around in bed all day having a proper lazy morning.]
I'm not a good cook, but. I should help you in the kitchen.