Neo let the stir fry cook for a few minutes before setting three plates, one smaller than the others. He took them over and shoved one of the bigger ones in Erro's face.
"Come on, to the table. We're eating together."
Erro jumped in surprise when the plate was shoved in his face. He looked up at Neo, silent for a moment, before he just shook his head with a soft chuckle. “You’re just screwing with me. You didn’t even make enough for me to have any,” he said, not that he even knew that for sure
"Of course I made enough for you. Amun, come on, I made some for you, too." He plopped the two plates on the table across from each other, and the tiny bowl on the floor.
Erro looked amazed, and he looked to Amun for confirmation before finding the little dragon had already scampered off and was sitting patiently next to the bowl
Neo plopped down in his chair, crossing his fine, pale legs. "Come on! We're waiting for you, and we'd rather not eat cold stir-fry."
“Okay, okay, Jesus,” Erro mumbled, getting up and plopping down in the seat with his plate. The closer he got to the food, the hungrier he got, the smell almost intoxicating
Neo picked up two forks from his side and slid one across it to Erro. "There, eat up, you look hungry." Neo immediately went to his dinner.
Erro stared at the fork for a moment, picking it up slowly. But hunger quickly got to him, and he started scarfing down his food hungrily
Neo glanced up at Erro, who seemed to be as hungry as a homeless dog. "There's more in the pan if you're still hungry after that."
Erro’s eyes widened, and he looked up at Neo like he had just promised him a million dollars. He finished his mouthful, still staring at Neo, dumbfounded. “Really?” he asked
"Uhhh… Yeah…" Neo said slowly, blinking at him. "There's always more. I make a lot of food."
At that, Erro wolfed down his food in record time before getting up for more. Amun tittered out a laugh, still only party finished with his own food
Neo chuckled faintly as he slowly enjoyed his food, humming over it. He soon finished and stood, collecting the rest of what Erro left and splitting it between himself and Amun.
Erro quickly finished his seconds, whining softly when he realized there was no more left. Amun’s tail wagged happily, munching the rest of his food
Neo glanced up at the whine, raising his eyebrows. "Want more? The pan's still hot."
“No, no, it’s fine, I just…It’s been a while since I’ve had good food,” Erro admitted with a small, awkward chuckle
Neo grunted. "Is that so? Well I won't hesitate to make you more."
“It’s fine, it’s fine. Don’t need to give a prick like me more food, or I’ll eat it all,” Erro chuckled as he set his plate in the sink
Neo rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time as he took another forkful of stir-fry. "Whatever you say," He mumbled over a mouthful.
Erro’s failed attempt at a joke just made his smile die quicker that a bullet to the head. He just looked down, rubbing at the back of his neck for a moment
Neo glanced up, blinking. That was a joke? Neo was awful at picking up jokes. He decided not to say anything about it.
Erro excused himself from the kitchen, deciding he’d had enough bad experiences for one day with this guy. He went to his room, flopping on the mattress
Yeah, I'm definitely going for the weekend, Neo thought gloweringly over his plate. He finished up and set the plate in the sink.
(Let's just say it's Friday bc Friday.)
(yeah)
Erro let out a soft sigh, just getting comfortable on the mattress. All he had from his shitty old apartment were some threadbare blankets anyways, so it didn't matter much to him
"Do you need blankets?" Neo suddenly called, appearing at the door with a few from the closet. They looked plush and expensive. Mostly because Neo had stolen them from Met.
Erro looked up, just looking tired now. "That, uh…That'd be kinda nice, actually," he said with a small, weak smile. He was just tired of this guy going back and forth between hating him and trying to be nice
Neo huffed softly as he trotted over and plopped the sheets on him. "If you want me to make up my mind, I will," The Mind Reader grumbled as he turned back and stalked out. "Can't be nice or have emotions apparently…"
It took a moment to process what Neo said, but suddenly, he bolted upright. "How the–How the hell did you know that was what I was thinking?" he demanded
Neo continued grumbling and didn't answer, walking into his room and throwing on a shirt to start packing for his weekend away. He couldn't wait.
"Bastard! Get back here!" Erro snapped, throwing the covers off and running after Neo. "I want an explanation! Are you in my head?" he shouted
