By now, cleaning out the bucket had become habit and he did a quick, thorough job of it before returning to the room and bending over the back of the couch, laying a hand against the top of Eridan's head and leaning down to kiss his cheek, smiling faintly.
"Sorry about all that, figured you could use it after all that motherfuckin' teasing before," he smiled as he stood back up straight, retrieving his shirt from the other end of the couch and hanging it over his shoulder. He glanced down at the bowls that had long since dried, wrinkling his nose some and immediately wanting to apologize to the kitchen staff, wondering if they'd eaten the soup or left it alone to sit on the stove and cool. If it was the latter, he'd get another helping for each of them to try and beat back the sniffles again as much as possible.
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Date: 2013-08-18 11:12 am (UTC)From:"Sorry about all that, figured you could use it after all that motherfuckin' teasing before," he smiled as he stood back up straight, retrieving his shirt from the other end of the couch and hanging it over his shoulder. He glanced down at the bowls that had long since dried, wrinkling his nose some and immediately wanting to apologize to the kitchen staff, wondering if they'd eaten the soup or left it alone to sit on the stove and cool. If it was the latter, he'd get another helping for each of them to try and beat back the sniffles again as much as possible.