“I’d be very happy if you did.”, Markus replied quietly. He would love for Oliver to be here with him every night, to hold him and keep him safe. Nothing would make him happier.
After a while longer, Markus felt hungry. He didn’t want to move though, or let go of Oliver.
Oliver continued to stroke his hair, smiling up at him. There were much worse ways to spend a morning. “Then I will.”, he agreed.
He was pulled out of his wistful thoughts by his own stomach. “I have some food in my bag. It’s only fruit, though, nothing special, but it’s good.”
“I like fruits.”, Markus replied quietly, giggling softly. He didn’t think he could stomach anything heavy either, though some fruits should hopefully be okay to eat for him.
He did let go of Oliver so he could get up at the very least, to get his bag.
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