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Sawyer shivers at the rumble. They seem to have a constant effect on him every time he hears or feels one. He shrugs at the question and he starts serving the rice and vegetables into the bowls -- the eggs almost ready to be put on top.

"I slept..." he trails off. He hadn't slept well but he had slept and that was something.

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“It’s new, I know,” Bishop responds, voice still a little rough from sleep as he moves to get some water.

Leaning against the counter, he drinks the water and watches Sawyer finish up breakfast and a little smile turns his mouth. It was cute.

“You wanna go do something today?”

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Sawyer works quietly on finishing up the breakfast and then moves to take the bowls to the table. Though, he immediately returns to start cleaning up the rest of the mess from cooking.

"Like what?"

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Bishop catches him by the waist and steers him back towards the table, “you can clean after you eat with me,” he says and sinks down into his own seat.

“Thank you for breakfast,” he adds with a genuine smile and then just shrugs, “something you want to do but couldn’t, or you can come with me to the bar? You can meet some of my people.”

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Sawyer yelps in surprise when the other grabs his waist and he bites his lip as he's brought to the table. He continues chewing on his lip a bit as he sits down, itching to clean up the rest of the mess he'd made but he stays in his seat, fidgeting a bit.

"Mm," he smiles a little at being thanked. It's a strange thing... and the other's smile makes his heart skip a beat.

"I'll go to the bar with you," Sawyer says and there's a tinge of hesitancy but he's trying to trust Bishop. He'll have to meet the others at some point anyway.

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Bishop brightens a little because he wasn’t sure if Sawyer would even want to leave the house yet, to be honest. But the fact that he was willing to try…

“Okay. Yeah. That’ll be good. I’ve gotta grab some stuff from the office and just check out some things but you can stay with me,” he shrugs lightly, “until you get bored at least.”

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Sawyer nods a little and he waits for Bishop to start eating before he starts as well. The idea of leaving the house makes him nervous but he'll be with Bishop so it should be okay. And at least he'll see what the other does and maybe he'll come up with more ways to be helpful and useful.

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A few minutes into eating, Bishop looks over, “I might let you cook from now on…I think you’re better.”

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There's a slight tug at Sawyer's lip at the comment and he looks up, eyes widened a bit.

"Really?" he asks, pleased that the other likes it. He'd taught himself how to cook and he'd had to learn to do it well.

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“Mhm,” nodding, he reaches for his water and takes a small sip before going back to his food. Over another bite he considers something and looks over, “….if you cook it, I’ll clean it. Okay?”

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Sawyer blinks.

"I don't mind cleaning..." he doesn't mind cooking either. "You have other things to do."

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“I just mean the kitchen,” he chuckles softly, “if you cook for us, I’ll take care of clean up. Fair is fair.”

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"If that's what you really want."

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“Well, yeah, you’re my mate. Not my maid,” Bishop scoffs gently and leans his cheek into his palm, watching Sawyer just the few short feet away, “We’re partners. Equals.”

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Sawyer looks hesitant. That's not the dynamic that he's used to seeing, experiencing. He looks down at his food, eating a few more bites.

"I just don't know how..." he lifts a shoulder.

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“You’ll figure it out. You’re smart…” Bishop murmurs and sits back in his chair, watching Sawyer thoughtfully. Still with that sort of almost dreamy admiration.

He gets it, though.

“I know you don’t know any better because of…everything you’ve lived through, but it was never meant to be that way.” He pauses and licks his lips, “Everyone is obsessed with Alpha this abs Alpha that. They’re strong, blah blah. But without….” He nods to Sawyer, “all they are are ego trips and strength.”

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Sawyer pushes a little at the leftover rice in his bowl, peering at the other shyly. He wonders if how Bishop is is more normal than what he'd been accustomed to. He doesn't ask. He just looks at him a little longer before finishing his food. He couldn't imagine letting even one grain of rice go to waste.

"It's a lot."

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A little amused, he nods, “I’m basically saying you’re actually the boss of me.”

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Sawyer shakes his head quickly at that, eyes wide.

"What? No."

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“Mhm,” Bishop nods.

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"I'm not..."

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“We’ll see,” Bishop smirks softly and goes back to finishing up his breakfast.

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Sawyer's flustered but once he's done he gets up and instinctually cleans up the bowl, fingers itching to start on the rest of the counter and things he'd used to make breakfast.

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Bishop follows after a moment and reaches around him to set his now empty bowl in the sink, caging the others smaller body against the counter so he can muzzle against the side of his neck.

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Sawyer's breath catches as the other's body has him trapped against the counter. It's not... something he minds. He feels a wave of arousal and his cheeks heat as his head tilts to the side and he lets out a shuddered breath.

"Hi..."