Really, how long are these leftovers going to sit out? The tea has probably already whistled once and been set on a coaster to cool. He knows they should be advancing the meal, but instead they're having a moment. But he kind of wanted to have a moment with Atsushi, anyways. He still hasn't fully apologized for the bug juice incident or tried harder to get Atsushi mad at him over it.
He taps his fingers on the table and glowers at Atsushi. It might be a little intimidating, but eventually Dylas can't keep it up anymore and averts his eyes. Dammit.]
What if you...have a lot going on? My baker's work isn't too hard. It's a lot of staying in one place. [Just where is he going with this? He doesn't know. Word vomit is a thing that happens.] So, between your egg and your job...if you needed me to come over and babysit or make dinner or clean or something, I could probably stay the night after. Maybe.
[Ah, shit, he sort of wants to die for saying something so embarrassing.]
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[But it's a little endearing.
Really, how long are these leftovers going to sit out? The tea has probably already whistled once and been set on a coaster to cool. He knows they should be advancing the meal, but instead they're having a moment. But he kind of wanted to have a moment with Atsushi, anyways. He still hasn't fully apologized for the bug juice incident or tried harder to get Atsushi mad at him over it.
He taps his fingers on the table and glowers at Atsushi. It might be a little intimidating, but eventually Dylas can't keep it up anymore and averts his eyes. Dammit.]
What if you...have a lot going on? My baker's work isn't too hard. It's a lot of staying in one place. [Just where is he going with this? He doesn't know. Word vomit is a thing that happens.] So, between your egg and your job...if you needed me to come over and babysit or make dinner or clean or something, I could probably stay the night after. Maybe.
[Ah, shit, he sort of wants to die for saying something so embarrassing.]