[maybe don't wake him up while holding food?? whose fault would that really be, kunikida.]
I already told you, I'd have been fine! You don't need to try to take care of me.
[Chuuya huffs out a frustrated little sigh as he pushes himself into sitting up; the process is slower than he'd like with the lingering exhaustion and the ache in his body, which has not been helped by sleeping on the couch (and god, he needs about two showers--)
Once he's got himself propped up again, he finally takes the food, waiting til he's had his first mouthful to say anything else. It's good, he's got to give Kunikida that, and his attention stays fixed on it instead of returning to Kunikida when he adds-]
...not bad, though. Guess I can't really complain.
[Thanks. He means thanks- but good luck getting it out of him that directly.]
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I already told you, I'd have been fine! You don't need to try to take care of me.
[Chuuya huffs out a frustrated little sigh as he pushes himself into sitting up; the process is slower than he'd like with the lingering exhaustion and the ache in his body, which has not been helped by sleeping on the couch (and god, he needs about two showers--)
Once he's got himself propped up again, he finally takes the food, waiting til he's had his first mouthful to say anything else. It's good, he's got to give Kunikida that, and his attention stays fixed on it instead of returning to Kunikida when he adds-]
...not bad, though. Guess I can't really complain.
[Thanks. He means thanks- but good luck getting it out of him that directly.]