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bilocations

Sawyer's cheeks flush even a deeper pink and he bows his head a little. He bit his lip as they got to the table and the food smells good, and the ache of hunger pangs a bit more intensely.

"It just surprised me."

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l0vemekn0t

“Eat. There’s more if you want it,” he hands Sawyer the second pair of chopsticks and wanders to the fridge. He pulls out some water and a fizzy drink before heading back over. Sawyer gets the double option and Bishop just takes the second water because that’s just what he likes.

He sits down and gets comfortable, “are you sore?”

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bilocations

Sawyer smiles a little and he sits down at the table, one leg coming up as he starts to eat a bit too fast. He tries to remember to slow down but doesn't quite manage it. He looks at the drinks the other brought before his attention is drawn back to the other.

He shakes his head a little at the question.

"Nothing unusual," he says softly.

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l0vemekn0t

Bishop nods and just lets Sawyer eat. He doesn’t tell him to slow down or anything. In time he thinks he’ll do that on his own. And after what he’s told him, it makes sense.

It’s a long while before he speaks up again and when he does it’s to finally say, “…no matter what, please just trust me when I say you’ll never go back there. Ever.”

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bilocations

Sawyer knows he had made his stomach hurt and himself nauseous earlier but he couldn't help himself at least not yet but to eat quickly. There's an instinctual fear of the food being taken away before he could finish. He knows that Bishop would never take his food away but it's ingrained in him.

He's still eating when the other speaks, his head lifts and his eyes are wide. He swallows hard on the food that's in his mouth and his grip tightens slightly on the chopsticks.

"Mm," he gives a slight nod of agreement.

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l0vemekn0t

Bishop eats a little more than he would have normally, too, to be honest but after the couch incident it makes sense. Still, he’s full-full when he finally stands up with his bowl and takes it to the sink to wash and set to dry.

Any leftovers are put into a container and the pan is set in the sink to soak a bit.

“Do you want to sleep alone tonight?”

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bilocations

Sawyer eats until his stomach hurts from the amount of food. He finishes before Bishop but he waits to take his bowl to the sink, managing not to insist on doing all the dishes for him right then and there. He quietly cleans the bowl, though, glancing at the pan soaking.

"No," he says quietly, glancing up at him. He rubs the edge of the counter. He can't imagine not being close to the other right now.

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l0vemekn0t

“Okay,” he nods and reaches over to run his fingers back through the others hair, “I’m going to make sure everything is locked up. You can go upstairs if you want. We can watch a movie in bed.”

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bilocations

Sawyer leans into the brief touch.

"I can take care of the dishes first..." and the counters and everything else in the kitchen.

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l0vemekn0t

“Nope. The pan can soak. The kitchen can wait,” he smiles, “I wanna cuddle.”

Besides, the kitchen isn’t a mess. Bishop is a clean-as-he-goes kind of person. Nothing is really dirty in his home.

He gives the others butt a little paddle and then moves to start checking the doors and locking everything up.

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bilocations

Sawyer inhales a little but he nods after a few seconds. It's hard for him to go along with that but he won't argue -- and cuddling does sound good. It still surprises when the other touches his ass again and his ears go pink but he doesn't say anything else and as the other goes to check the doors he makes his way upstairs and crawls into the comfortable bed with the warm soft covers and pillows.

He's already buried underneath them by the time the other gets up.

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l0vemekn0t

Once everything is taken care of, Bishop heads upstairs and sets a fresh water bottle on the nightstand. He chuckles softly; a warm sound at the sight of Sawyer all nestled up in the bed. Cute.

The rest of his usual night routine can wait till tomorrow, he just wants to curl up around the other and not worry about anything else.

He strips off his shirt and crawls into bed, lifting the covers to slide in beside the other and turns on the tv.

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bilocations

Sawyer smiles at the sight of Bishop and his eyes move over the other's chest in the brief moment before the other is under the covers too. He hesitantly moves to curl up close to him, one hand lightly on his stomach maybe he likes the feeling of those abs a little much.

He's never watched much TV or movies or anything so he'll be content with whatever Bishop wants to watch.

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l0vemekn0t

Sawyer can like what he wants. Bishop has absolutely no issue with Sawyer touching him anywhere, anytime. The more he does it, maybe the faster he will get comfortable.

The movie is really just for background noise because he doubts he’d be able to fully focus on the screen when he’s got his mate so close; warm and cozy.

Though, this is sort of a new experience for him, too. Sleeping with someone.

The tv ends up on some marvel movie before he noses down against the others hair, “I’m happy you’re here.”

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bilocations

Sawyer doesn't pay much attention even once the movie is on and he's more content to focus on the other's breathing, on the warmth of his body next to his. The instinctual feeling of safety even if he doesn't trust it yet. He sighs at the other nuzzling into his hair.

"You don't regret it at all?" Sawyer says softly.

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l0vemekn0t

“Not even a little,” he murmurs, content to cradle Sawyer against him. His fingers absently card though Sawyers hair, enjoying the soft tangle of it, “if I thought I would regret it, I never would have taken you as mine.”

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bilocations

Sawyer closes his eyes and just focuses on the other's touch. His fingers lightly trace the other's abs, chewing on his lip a little.

"Mm," Sawyer nods a little.

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l0vemekn0t

“So get that out of your head,” he chuckles softly, “I want you here. I need you here.”

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bilocations

Sawyer swallows heavily as he lets those words sink in. Wants...Needs... He turns his head to nuzzle into the other's chest. It might become one of his favorite things to do. To nuzzle near his heartbeat. He curls against him more.

"Mm," he agrees softly.

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l0vemekn0t

Sleep never sounded so good, to be honest. Or this easy to catch. Usually, Bishop was up almost all night unable to fall asleep or too busy to bother. But with the others body against his, the sound of his breathing…

…sleep feels attainable.

He doesn’t mean to fall asleep when he does but with his arms wrapped securely around Sawyer, nose buried lightly into his hair, his breaths even out and sleep takes him.

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bilocations

Sawyer takes longer to fall asleep but he had slept in and then taken a nap too. Their activities and everything else that had happened that day still leaves him exhausted but his thoughts keep him awake. He finally falls into a light sleep, a bit fitful.

He's not sure how long it is before he starts awake to the other's arm still around him and his warmth close. His heart is racing, a moment of panic but it fades slowly as he reminds himself where he is, who he is with. Carefully he crawls out of bed and goes to the bathroom, before moving quietly as he can through the bedroom and down the stairs.

It's early and he starts by cleaning the dishes and then finding what he needs to make rice, some eggs and a few other things for breakfast.

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l0vemekn0t

Despite his sleep, he’s still hyper aware of Sawyer. Even when he wakes and heads downstairs. Bishop woke up almost immediately but he chose to remain where he was for now, giving the other time to…comfortably start the day without having him hovering over his shoulder or adding any extra pressure.

The house was safe. That’s all that mattered.

Soon enough he slides out of bed and takes his time before padding down the stairs to join Sawyer in the kitchen, “morning.”

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bilocations

Sawyer is hard at work making the breakfast, some fresh vegetables added in with the rice and the eggs wouldn't take much longer to be ready. He had bowls set out ready to serve out the food.

He jumps a little at the other's greeting, not quite expecting it. He turns, offering a small smile.

"Good morning."

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l0vemekn0t

Everything inside of him softens at the sight of that smile. This, he could get used to. A rumble, pleased and low, starts in his throat as he wanders over to see what he was cooking up.

“Sleep good?”

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bilocations

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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