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Petite

growlingbeasts:

emptynarration:

Markus squeaked when he was picked up, shifting when he was set down again. He nodded lightly, not really caring if Ray fed him or just helped him verbally. If he wanted to feed him, then he would let him feed him.

Ray nooded happily and smiled.He was patient with Markus waiting for him to chew before he fed him again with the fork. He wanted to make sure the other felt good. “Does it taste good dear ?”he asked softly

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Markus was a slow eater, but he ate, glad for the good food. It was tasty, and it was warm, and he couldn’t ask for anything better.
“It’s great.”, Markus replied softly. He felt a lot better, warm in Ray’s lap, getting fed such good food.

Petite

Markus nodded lightly. “Just… just what’s mine..”, he mumbled, fiddling with his sleeves. “I don’t.. have a lot I really want… my books.. my knitting stuff… my phone should be there too…”, he muttered. 

“Thank you..”, he mumbled. At least he’d get his things again.

Help me

Arthur gently pried the whining omega from himself, getting up. He knew Markus was in no state to eat for the moment, though he wanted to make sure Bing could just continue on and let him handle Markus.

He opened the door, not much surprised to see Bing, and closed it behind himself again.
“Come on, I’ll handle Markus for the next days, okay?”, he said, though he was very much a little more protective over Markus than usual. 

Petite

growlingbeasts:

emptynarration:

“I’m Markus..”, Markus mumbled softly. He was still holding onto Ray, letting him carry him. Markus was pretty underweight, and thus also rather light. His stomach growled again, making him whimper softly.

„That‘s a lovely name.“he said softly. „Oh yeah food got it !“he said as he heard his stomach growled and moved to the kitchen. He settled Markus in a chair and placed a plate of the spaghetti he made and settled down with his own plate. „Hope you like it dear.“he said softly and started to eat

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Markus looked a little helpless. “I- uhm… I…”, he started, gaze lowered and fiddling with his fingers.
“I’m blind..”, he mumbled quietly. He was a little scared to try and eat something. He didn’t know where the cutlery was, he only knew there was some sort of pasta in front of him, and he didn’t want to blindly reach out and feel around and hurt himself, or break something.