"Oh, you're not going to let me you're going to make me pay for you. Besides, there is nothing I would love more than to be with you. I really don't mind paying. If you really don't want me too I can just cook for you. Which one?" he raised an eyebrow while smirking.
Skye shook his head, "I couldn't…" he murmured, getting up.
"But you will right?" he said kissing Skye's hand and bowing.
Skye looked up at him, "I appreciate it, but I couldn't take that offer.. I don't need it.." he said.
"You really are no fun. Well, we just go to my house then. Can you at least do that?" Zoltan reached down into his pocket and grabbed his keys.
Skye sighed, "Alright…." he mumured, not sure how to deal with the other's attempts to feed him.
Zoltan took Skye's hand in his and led him to the car. He got in on the other side as Skye got in also. "Now, you made my day. It's not too far from here it's the house at the end of the street. It's big you'll be able to see it." The thing is should I tell him I'm wealthy?
Skye nodded, shrinking down worriedly, hoping said big house, wasn't the one he thought it was.
He drove towards the dead end where his house and let's just say it you very went to Florida and saw the houses in Naples. Double the side of the biggest house you find."We're here!" he smiled and unlocked the doors getting out of the car.
Skye gaped, frozen in his seat as he stared at the house before him.
"You coming?" he opened the door and waved his hand in front of his face.
Skye blinked, turning to stare at him, suddenly more aware of the dirt in his hair and under his fingernails. "Y-You live here?!"
"Yep!" he pulled him out of the car and closed the car door locking it. "Jordan! Can put this in spot 15 please?" the man in the suit bowed, "Of course sir." he said getting in the car and driving into the garage. Zoltan took out his keys and unlocked the front door, "Welcome home Mr. Crowfeather!" the men and woman bowed then soon got back to work.
Skye couldn't stop gaping at his surroundings, staring at literally everything and feeling like an idiot.
He stretched and brought Skye upstairs to the bathroom. "You should take a shower. I'm guessing you forgot to take one yesterday am I right?"
He knows the definition of street kid, right? he thought, "H-How the hell do you live here?!"
"Well, I have I think over 72 business around the world and my family is also wealthy, but I never thought of it as my money I thought of it as my families money you know?" he grabbed a towel from the rack and turned on the shower. "Here you go, there is a robe in there that you can use when you get out. If you need help with anything just call I'll be right here," he exited the room and shut the door behind him.
Skye stared after him, but the sound of the shower eventually snapped him out of it and he quickly stripped to take advantage of it.
He changed into something more comfortable and knocked on the door, "Also there is shampoo and conditioner to the left of you!" he yelled. He smiled to himself and laid down on the bed waiting for him to get ou tof the shower.
Skye hummed, taking his time scrubbing the dirt off of himself, feeling cleaner than he had in weeks.
He starting to get curious why he was in there for almost an hour, "Ummm hey you okay in there?"
Skye was just slipping out, turning off the shower, drying off, and pulling his clothing back on. "Yeah.. I'm good…" he said softly as he opened the door.
He sniffed the air, "You smell really nice," he walked to his dresser and picked out some clothes that might fit him, "Here try these on." he handed him the clothes that look better then what Skye had on now.
Skye shook his head and handed them back. "I'm good with what I have…" he murmured.
"Well at least let me wash them for you. A clean body deserves clean clothes," he chuckled, "Of course if you're not okay with it that's fine as well."
Skye hummed. "Why me?" He asked. "Why deal with a homeless street rat?"
"I don't care where you came from or what you do. It's what's on the inside that counts. I don't think of you as homeless. Never did, never do, never will. I respect just as a normal person as long as you do the same for me. Why? Well, that's easy. I love you!" he smiled brightly.
Skye couldn't help smiling, "Thanks…." he murmured.
"Now, new clothes or wash clothes?" he was tilting his head and holding up the new clothes while pointing to the clothes Skye was wearing.
Skye sighed, "Alright I'll take the new ones…" he said, seeming to open up a bit more. "But the jacket stays with me."
