roseapothecary | 𝔸𝔻 𝔸𝕊𝕋ℝ𝔸 ✰ 𝕀ℕ𝔹𝕆𝕏;

We'd have to ask Stevie anyway, and I do not want to hear any of those accompanying stories.

[ But it's always easy to convince David to stay in bed and cuddle, so when Patrick maneuvers him so he can settle against him, David is happy to tuck his nose against Patrick's hair and wrap his arm properly around him. ]

Mmm. Disappointing.

[ Meaning it's disappointing that he won't be getting any adorable stories about closeted high school Patrick this morning. But after David has been idly stroking Patrick's warm, broad back for a while in the silence, he carefully tries to repair the mood he wrecked. ]

So what are they making? For dinner, I mean? Convince me.

[ Even though he's already convinced, and for once it has nothing to do with the promise of food. ]

Agreed.

[ And really, that's enough discussion of Jake, Patrick thinks. He closes his eyes, humming in contentment when David wraps an arm around him and starts stroking his back, but of course the quiet doesn't last for long. ]

I didn't ask.

[ He keeps his eyes shut, smiling against David's chest. ]

But it's homemade. And there'll be a lot of it.

You didn't?

[ The expression of disappointed disgust that David pulls is nearly a full-body physical reaction. He can't think of a single question he'd be more likely to ask a host inviting him to dinner and that suddenly obvious divide between him and Patrick is shocking. Shocking!

But then... Patrick is just going because of the company. David isn't really on that page yet. ]

Okay, well... As long as it's nothing I'm going to be filling napkins with. And there's dessert.

[ As if there's any food that falls into the 'unacceptable' category for David, and he can feel Patrick just smiling against him and settling more comfortably into bed so David lets out an overdramatic sigh in defeat. ]

You know if you go back to sleep we'll never get up?

I didn't want to be rude.

[ Remember, David? That thing that most people try not to be? ]

I'm sure there'll be dessert, though.

[ He smiles wider at David's loud sigh, one he feels as much as hears, and opens one eye to squint at him. ]

And that's a problem for you?

[ David's mouth twists at that unsubtle chastisement and his narrowed eyes slide over in Patrick's direction, but for once he says nothing in defense of himself. He just sulks a bit. ]

Well. Whatever it is, I hope it's covered in chocolate.

[ But he doesn't notice Patrick sneak a glance at him because he's already closing his own eyes and settling back deeper into the blanket. ]

You're kidding. Like there's anything we need to get up and do here.

If it isn't, I'll find you chocolate when we get home.

[ Okay?? He just really wants this to work out. David's comment produces a new spike of concern - as nice as it's been to have so much time with David, no work or bills or anything to worry about, he's not sure the prolonged idleness is good for either of them.

But that's a problem for tomorrow. For the moment, he just snuggles in a little closer, with a contented sigh. ]

Thank you, David.

[ For humoring him. ]

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