What'd I just say? [He gently flicks Dave in the forehead. Don't be hard on yourself including saying stuff like that, apparently. He's currently just really sappy, ignore him.]
Yeah. I could get behind the idea of hours in bed with you. [A hand cards through Dave's hair.] I'll make you pizza from scratch another time. I'll pay to order in. [He's also looking to see if Dave's marks are officially gone, aware that his have completely faded.]
[Fine by him. He shifts enough so Dave can lean against him and he can pet him like a cat with one hand while the other grabs his phone to place an online order for pizza. At least it seems like they're settled and have a gameplan even when he shifts again to press a kiss to Dave's hair and mumbles an "I love you".]
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