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“Aw. I mean, I know the feeling, I’ve kinda been on my own, too. Or maybe it’s just kinda felt like it. Either way, I’m glad you’re here. Keeps the place feeling a little less empty.” Sometimes he was totally fine, but other times the loneliness was crippling. It could be awful. Looking after John really eased it for him, though.”Well, well, I’m glad I’m feeding you, you sound hungry. And I’ll remember that, I make really good omelettes, or so Dave always told me. But yeah dude, they have excellent eggs on toast, you’ll be very happy!” 

It just made Dirk smile more, “Nuh-uh. I like your teeth. I think they add that extra cuteness, y’know? I don’t think you’re dorky looking at all.” He got onto his motorcycle, “Alright man, hop on and put your arms around me nice and tight, okay?” 

John nodded somberly. He was glad to be there, he just felt sort-of bad not being able to do much to earn his keep, so to speak. “I’m glad I can be here. I… really appreciate you letting me stay.” He took a deep breath. Crap, thinking about it made him a little sad. “It means a lot considering… I don’t have anywhere else to go.” Weak laugh was heard and he shook his head. No, dammit! No time to be upset. This was fun and yummytime. “Yeah, I… Haven’t been eating too well! But I’m excited to go out and eat. And oh?” He smiled, leaning in a little. “I’m definitely interested in you cooking for me.”

He covered his mouth with his empty hand. Nooo, his teeth were dumb. But if Dirk was gonna argue he’d just shut his yap about it. Hmph. But another quiet ‘thank you’ slipped through his fingers.

The bike was super cool and John marveled at it a little, eyes almost sparkling a bit. Watching Dirk get on he carefully slid on behind him, arms nervously winding around his middle. Tight, right? He leaned in, hugging him close. “I-is this good?” Oh no, he kinda liked this.