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[threebetrayals]

Why what?

[Yeah, they're playing this game.]

[book2thehead]

[Well. If that's how Wanderer wants to play it...]

Why were you worried I might die in my sleep?

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Because humans do that.

[book2thehead]

They do. They're fragile like that.

Would it be a problem if it was me, specifically?

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What the hell kind of question is that?

[He serves up some soup with a sigh.]

Is it a problem, if it was a problem?

[book2thehead]

[To the first question Heizou just smiles and tilts his head, still watching Wanderer like he's studying him.

To the second... his gaze falls on the bowl of soup instead.]

It's not a problem. It's just a surprise.

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Well then, everything's fine. Drink that slowly so you don't make yourself sick.

[book2thehead]

[His smile goes just a bit more genuine as he accepts the soup, then quickly adjusts himself so there's space for Wanderer to sit next to him.]

I feel fine, you know. Even though it really is sweet of you to show how much you care~

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[He doesn't sit, either because he doesn't notice or because he's too busy putting the rest of the soup up.]

You might think you feel fine, but if you tried to walk you'd probably fall over.

[He's ignoring that last part, because he can't. really. deny it? But he doesn't want to say shit.]

[book2thehead]

[He'll wait for him to come sit, then.

Though maybe that's also because he's back to staring again, watching. Because the fact that Wanderer isn't trying to deny it or calling him an idiot is definitely a big deal.]

...Man alive. It's really been a whole month, huh?

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I said that, didn't I? You can ask Venti or Buer if you doubt me.

[book2thehead]

Oh, I don't doubt you! It just feels like something's... changed.

[His head tilts.] Did you miss me~?

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Did I say that?

[book2thehead]

[There's endless amusement in his eyes as he smiles.]

Well, you're in my home past midnight with homemade soup while I've been asleep for a month~

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I don't sleep and didn't want to wake Nahida up.

[Which is not a lie!]

You're point?

[book2thehead]

You've been avoiding looking at me for too long, too~

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I'm putting away the soup.

[And taking too long to do it.]

How is it?

[book2thehead]

[OH HE'S NOTICED.]

I'm waiting for you to settle down before I try it.

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Drink your soup before it gets cold. I'll finish up just fine without your waiting.

[book2thehead]

[Another headtilt.]

...If I start drinking it will you finally come sit with me?

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...I guess.

[Ugh. He was trying to avoid this. But Wanderer finally finishes up the very quick task that took far too long for him to do and goes to join Heizou.]

If it's cold, don't say I didn't warn you.

[book2thehead]

[Sorry, Wanderer. Heizou is so pleased about that going his way, smiling as he sips at his soup. And when Wanderer finally sits next to him, Heizou doesn't even think about it; he just leans over enough for their shoulders to touch.]

It's perfect, my dear Wanderer. Thank you for making soup for me~

[If he sounds a little extra sappy and affectionate, well... That's because he is.]

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[He only doesn't shove Heizou off because that would spill the soup. That's the only reason. He swears.]

It's easier to feed a comatose person soup than a sandwich, so what else was I going to make?

[book2thehead]

[Mmhmm. Suuuuure.]

Oh? You were feeding me the whole time, too?

[threebetrayals]

...someone had to, and I don't know if Venti was.