𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 (
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On Your Doorstep

On Your Doorstep
They ended up on your doorstep, quite literally. Bloody, possibly. Bruised, most definitely, though the wounds may be mental. You probably don't know them from Adam, yet you couldn't find it in you to turn them away - whether they wanted you to or not. So you opened up your home, just for a little while.
But it's getting to be more than a little while. Both of you are finding a comfort zone, because you didn't simply open up your home. Admit it or don't, but you've opened up your heart all the same.
Their's is slowly following, if its reluctant at all.
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[To the pantry!]
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He thanks him for the bowl, putting a small amount into it for now before setting both it and the feline on the ground.]
Engorge yourself, mighty beast, so that your recovery may be swift!
[He says this as he squats down to gently pet the animal's head and back.]
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Even though there were moments where Gundam pissed Souda off, moments where it felt like the two weren't going to make it, whenever Gundam showed his soft side like this, it reminded Souda of just how important the other boy was to him, and it just made him want to protect and take better care of him. He'll admit, he's made a lot of mistakes during this relationship, and he's still messing up every now and then. Honestly, Gundam deserved better. But... he didn't want to let him go. Since the two got together, Souda hasn't actually been as happy before. Gundam's.. admittedly the first good thing to really happen to Souda and hell, he'd probably even give up being a mechanic before he gave up Gundam.
Well, anyway, spacing out probably wasn't the best waste of time, huh? He shakes his head slightly, to get rid of the floating thoughts around his mind, and rubs the back of his neck.]
H-hey uh, do you want something to eat? I don't have a whole lot here, but I could probably whip up something eatable. Or I dunno, order takeout or something...