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Nene's POV
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I stared at the food in front of me, not even able to will myself to pick up the damn fork.
Of course, I can't even manage to eat one of my favorite meals and probably my top comfort food.
Mac and cheese, with hot dogs cut up into it. Yes, a staple in my childhood. It's mainly because we had copious amounts of mac and cheese boxes in the food bags from school.
Who cares if I'm lactose-intolerant? Sometimes struggle meals are nice!
I stared at it, lifting my fork just to poke at a macaroni noodle.
I pushed it away and apologized, “Alucard, I'm so sorry, but I don't think I can do this right now.”
“Eat?”
“That too, but just… All of this. Can we try to drop the gloomy mood? Please?” Which is kind of hard to say when this place literally feels and looks half-abandoned.
“Sure, we can drop the mood.” He paused for a second before asking, “But what can I do to get you to eat?”
Hmm…
Fuck if I know!
I extended my hand over the table with a small laugh, but no smile. I joked that he could, “Kiss it, bitch.”
“Eh, I can do you one better.”
He stood up for some reason, walking over to where I was.
I raised an eyebrow at him, before he wordlessly leaned over, giving me a little kiss on the cheek. He ruffled my hair a little before sitting back down.
“Oh my god, a guy I'm not dating FINALLY kisses me on my face!”
Alucard blinked a few times before asking, “What does that mean?”
“Well, a lot of guys prefer… Other spots.”
“Oh.” He looked away for a second, so I finally took a bite.
Fuck, this tastes so good. But to be fair just about anything tastes good when you've been living off of snacks and probably questionable eating habits.
“I hate that this is so bad for me, it's so good.”
“Who cares?” He shrugged with a small snort, just barely a laugh.
“Well, me. I want to stay skinny,” I said while motioning to my stomach.
“Nene,” He said with a bit more volume than necessary, “You're not gonna gain weight from a fucking bowl of food!”
Hmm.
We sat in silence as I got halfway through the bowl, but gave up from there.
“Hey, I'm proud of you for that.”
That oddly means a lot, especially from him.
That's totally not weird.
“Thanks, Alucard.” He smiled a little at that and by proxy me, before his expression changed.
“Also, random thought, but have you cleaned your cuts?” He pointed to my thighs, his adorable blush coming on.
Okay, I can admit it without feeling things, it's sooo cute.
“No? I mean, I was in the shower.”
“Using a razor with a shit ton of dead skin that you've used all over your body,” He pointed out with a bit of a disappointed look.
“Oh, well, fair enough.” I glanced over to him after rinsing my bowl, his eyes immediately going up.
At least he's trying to be sneaky?
“We're cleaning them, back to the bathroom.”
“UGHHHH!”