⎾ MOROSIS ⏌

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Comfort. That's all he was to Miguel and he to him. He didn't want more and couldn't ask for more. Abel was content with their relationship. Lying beside Miguel, he watched as he shifted closer toward him. The idea of cuddling wasn't on his mind. He was fine with them just lying next to each other. Abel relaxed beside Miguel, the idea of moving didn't sound appealing to him. However his stomach grumbled, reminding him that he had ordered food.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

As lonely and craving of attention as he was, he knew it simply wasn't possible with Abel. They could kiss, have sex, and spend time together, but anything more was asking for too much. Jakob sighed contently while Abel made himself comfortable beside him. Turning towards him, he wasn't expecting anything from him. Though the thought of cuddling did seem nice, he knew it was probably something Abel was not interested in. As they laid there, he soon heard the male's stomach grumble. He too recalled that he'd bought them food. "D'ya think breakfast might have been dropped off?" he asked curiously. Laying there he was also starting to feel the effects of ******** on an empty stomach.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Lying beside Miguel, the call of food reminded him of his order. Abel listened as Miguel questioned him, having obviously heard his stomach too. He reached to grab his phone to see it had indeed been delivered about fifteen minutes ago to his front door steps. Abel set his phone back down, and moved to sit up. He slipped off the bed, "I'll be right back, don't move." Abel responded as he started toward the bedroom door. He didn't bother with pants as he left his bedroom. Abel started down the hallway toward the stairs. He descended the stairs and made his way toward the foyer. Abel opened the front door to see a brown bag with the restaurant's logo on it. He reached to grab it and shut the door behind him. Abel returned back up the stairs the way he came.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Lying there, he noticed his own stomach starting up. It had been hours since he'd eaten dinner last night. By now, it was long gone and thanks to their morning exercise, he was starving. Questioning the male, he watched him reach for his phone and pull up the app he'd used to order from. A moment later Abel sat up from his spot on the bed and ordered him to stay put. Jakob smirked. "As if I could." he called after him. He watched him slip into the hall and heard him on the stairs. While he waited, he stretched his tired limbs and rolled back to his stomach. It didn't take long before he heard the front door being shut and foot falls on the stairs once more. Jakob looked up expectantly as the male soon returned with a bag in hand.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Returning back upstairs, he entered his room to see Miguel had moved in the bed to make himself more comfortable. Abel made his way around the bed to the other side. He set the bag down and took a seat back on the bed. Abel pulled the bag closer and pulled out containers. Each containing pancakes, eggs, sausage, bacon, and hashbrowns. He ordered a wide variety of things since he didn't know what Miguel would have wanted. Abel set the containers down then dug back in the bag for silverware and syrup packets. He glanced toward Miguel, "I didn't know what you wanted…" Abel commented as he sat there. "Did you want something to drink; milk, juice, coffee? He asked knowing he probably would want something for himself.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Making himself comfortable on the bed Jakob waited patiently for Abel to return. From his spot he could easily hear him on the stairs and opening and shutting the front door. It was not long before Abel returned to him with a bag in hand. He waited patiently while the male took a seat and began to pull out the containers. He wasn't sure what Abel had ordered exactly, but it smelled good. Sitting up a little, he took the box that was given to him. "It's fine. I'm not so picky." he said, smiling. Jakob started to pull at the plastic surrounding the utensils provided for him when the man spoke again. "Hmm...coffee sounds good. Do you have any creamer?" he asked in return. Jakob wouldn't be surprised if he didn't. In the few times he'd had breakfast with Abel, he recalled him drinking his own coffee black.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Setting everything down, he glanced to see Miguel shifting beside him. Abel listened as Miguel spoke about not being picky. He found his words amusing. Questioning Miguel about a drink choice, he listened as Miguel questioned him. Abel wasn't sure about the answer. "I can check but I doubt it…" He responded not sure if he had any, the answer was most likely not. Abel moved off the bed to stand.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Taking his food, Jakob knew his words could be taken another way. He smiled to himself, grateful for the meal. When inquired for a drink, he mused about a coffee made to his liking. As much as he would like that he doubted any such creamers existed in this house. Jakob nodded as Abel responded, saying what he was sure to be true. ”It’s fine if you don’t. Milk and sugar work just as well.” he said, watching the man rise once more. As he had already said, he wasn’t picky. Abel could bring him water and he’d be content.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Abel wasn't bothered by Miguel's pickiness. He found it amusing, as he too could be picky. Abel stood from the bed, as he commented. He nodded as Miguel replied. "Alright, I'll be right back." Abel responded as he started toward the bedroom door.

Heading downstairs, he entered the kitchen. Abel made his way toward the cabinets and grabbed out two coffee cups. He set them on the counter next to the Keurig. Abel looked through the flavors of coffee he had, which was in a spindle on the counter as well. He chose a dark roast for himself and a medium roast for Miguel. Abel wasn't too sure what he preferred but he assumed a dark was too much.

After making the coffee, he added sugar to his own and milk and sugar to Miguel's coffee. Abel left the kitchen as he returned upstairs to his bedroom. He was careful not to spill the coffee as he set Miguel's on the nightstand next to him. Abel moved around the bed to his side and set his down on the nightstand on his side. He took a seat back on the bed beside Miguel.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Jakob wasn’t trying to be picky. After all he was still a guest in Abel’s house, and he could just as easily decide not to feed him. As he spoke, he watched Abel nod and soon leave the room. While the man started down the hallway to the stairs, Jakob pulled out his fork and knife. He then picked up the smaller container of butter and began to spread it on his pancakes. He continued readying his food before cutting into it.

Jakob ate his food slowly, finding it to be quite good. A quick glance at the bag told him it was a place he’d never been to before. But he could certainly see why Abel liked them. It wasn’t the first time either he found that Abel had good taste. Jakob continued to eat his food while Abel was busy downstairs making their drinks. It was a few minutes longer before he heard him of the stairs. The smell of coffee reached him before Abel did.

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Jakob smiled up at him in thanks as he set the mug on the nightstand. He chewed the food in his mouth and swallowed, soon reaching over for the mug. Picking it up carefully he blew at the steaming liquid and took a cautious sip. The coffee was still bitter but not unpleasantly so. He took another sip and replaced it on the nightstand.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Abel wasn't too sure how Miguel's coffee was going to come out. He preferred his own coffee bitter to sweet. Abel liked the natural taste as opposed to drowning it in sugary swill.

Sitting down, he saw Miguel had started digging into his breakfast. He grabbed his own container of food and opened it up. Abel leaned back against the pillows as he set his food in his lap. He grabbed the plastic silverware packet and opened it. Abel dug out his fork and knife. He scooped up some eggs and started to eat his own breakfast.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

After taking his sip, Jakob continued to eat his food quietly. Beside him he felt the bed shift slightly as Abel made himself. A quick glance over he could see him starting in on his own food. He turned his attention back to his own container, picking up a piece of bacon and taking a bite. After chewing and swallowing, he glanced back again towards Abel. "Thank you, by the way, for breakfast." he said, in an attempt for conversation. Most days, Jakob was used to sitting in silence with the man. He thought it might be nice for at least a little chatter while they ate, or even just some noise that wasn't of the chewing variety.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Starting in on his breakfast, Abel felt Miguel's eyes on him. He didn't mind silence after all what was there to talk about. It wasn't as if they didn't communicate. In the last twenty-four hours, they had talked a lot. Abel continued eating as he grabbed a few syrup packets and opened them. He poured the syrup over his pancakes then started to cut them up. Abel started in on his pancakes when he heard Miguel speak. He glanced toward him. "You're welcome." Abel replied simply as he continued to eat. He didn't really have much for conversation in mind.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Since his arrival he could not say they hadn’t talked. If anything, this was probably the most he had ever talked with Abel since their first meeting. He knew the man was not very chatty and he didn’t want to annoy him, but he didn’t see a reason they couldn’t talk over breakfast. Jakob nibbled on his bacon and soon thanked him for breakfast. In return he was given a glance as well as a simple response before Abel returned to his food. Jakob smiled and nodded, doing the same. He couldn’t force Abel to speak. It wasn’t as though he even really had anything to talk about, he just preferred having a little noise with their breakfast. Jakob continued to alternate between eating and drinking his coffee, taking his time with both. He saw no reason to rush seeing as his wound kept him from moving around too much. He wondered how long Abel would let him stay there before getting bored of him.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • ❛ 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙅𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙭𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧.❜



Abel was hardly bored with Miguel. Sure he could easily throw him out but what good would it do. At the moment they were fighting the same enemy. He couldn't just give Miguel back to Cornelius. Sure, he could let him die and yet what would be the point. Abel knew eventually he'd have more people after him but so could Miguel. At least together, maybe they could figure things out. He continued to eat his breakfast in silence. Eventually they'd both need to wash off. The smell of sweat and sex clung to both of them. Abel wasn't bothered by it but after a while it would. He grabbed his coffee, taking a sip from the cup. Abel tasted the sugar and bitterness. He enjoyed the taste, setting his cup back down.