Joshy shook his head, before jumping again and ending up hiding his face in his own hands, embarrassed because he would probably hug Inge if he didnt.
I dont need your help!(BxB) But... Can you stay a bit longer?
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He sighed inwardly and put one arm around him. Trying to make the gesture comforting, something his older sister used to do.
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Joshy just leaned on Inge and by the time the storm was gone, Joshy had fallen asleep
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It felt nice to hace Joshua laying against him and it was comfortable enough for him not wanting to move away. He did reach for his phone to look at the time, he cocked his head confused by the amount of time passed. It was a lot has he unnowingly fallen asleep?
He rubbed his eyes and looked around the room, there was one dog on the couch two sniffing near the stairs and the last dog not in sight. -
Joshy woke up alas and looked up at Inge, "Oh.. Sorry" He said softly
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"You don't need to keep apologozing you just fell asleep," he got up to his feet. "Just like you don't have to keep looking away."
Inge called out the names off all the dogs, three gathered quickly while the last dog came from upstrairs with a torn pillowcase. -
Joshy sighed and nodded, getting up and walking t the kitchen. It was around lunch time, a bit after but Inge had not eaten. Joshy began cooking soup. "Any allergies?" He asked Inge
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"Fishand nuts." he stated putting his phone on the couch shortly after he picked up the dog with the pillowcase and yanked it from it's maw.
He walked up to the closet and grabbed a plastic crate from the top and almost managed to let the crate with dog toys and other items fall on the ground. -
Joshy nodded and began cooking. Something delicious could be smelled from the kitchen, it was Gumbo, a old dish his mom used to make. And he made the best in town
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He tossed a squeeky toy to the corner of the room and the dogs were after it in a heart beat.
Inge continued to look through it until getting uninterested, he pushed it back into the closet.
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Joshy laughed softly, smiling and pouring the gumbo into a bowl, setting it on the table. He had not eaten the whole day, and hadent eaten yesterday either it seemed. " Here~. Want anything to drink?" He asked in a sweet voice, walking to the fridge.
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"hm, oh no."
Inge walked to the table and sat down.
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"No thanks... I dont eat a lot of food." Joshy giggled, looking down at his extreely skinny body. Though, he wore baggy clothing so it wasnt obvious how unhealthily thin he was. People make fun of hi, but mainly its his body. They make fun of his body, tell him hes fat and disgusting.. So he had begun to starve himself. This had been a habit for two years now
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"That's not...really healthy, want to share?" Inge asked pointing to his food.
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"No thank you. I did make the food for you." He mentioned with a small smile
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Inge's smile lowered and held held up his spoon "Come'n..."
Not sure how much Joshua actually ate but hearing him say he didn't eat much, together with what the boy said the day before he wanted Joshua to eat some. -
Joshy whined like a child but ate a bit of the gumbo. 'I've had a weird eating schedule since i was bullied two years ago for being the residential fat kid.. I keep trying to match people's image of me." Those words seemed to roughly slide form his soft lips
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"That must be rough." he says quietly, his eyes lowered "I guess...i've never really had that issue."
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Joshy sighed. "It doesnt matter. Im still alive now, right?" He said with that adorkable smile, looking up at Inge.. He wanted to make Inge smile. He really did.
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"Yeah." Inge looked at the dogs before look back at Joshua.