"You don't understand, its simple really-" (OXO, very dark, CLOSED)

Az smiles back at him and then turns, “What do you want to eat?”

"I um…whatever you want is fine" he said softly.

Az raises an eyebrow.

Tyler looks at the floor.

Az sighs, “What do you want?” He asks again.

"I-I dont know…" he mutters.

Az hums, “Grilled cheese then. . .” He murmurs, closing his eyes.

"O-ok" Tyler mutters, wrapping his arms around Az.

Az leans into him, closing his eyes.

Tyler sighs "thank you" he whispers.

Az nods, and then pulls away, gathering thing for grilled cheese.

Tyler goes over to the couch and lays down, watching Az.

Az hums softly and starts cooking.

Tyler falls asleep.

After a while, Az walks over to Tyler with a plate and pokes him gently.

Tyler shifts in his sleep, grumbling.

Az kisses his temple, “Ty. . . I have lunch. . .”

Tricks huffs and opens his mouth, not opening his eyes.

Az scowls and sets the plate on the coffee table, “Feed yourself. I’m not your nanny.”

Tricks opens one eye, "who said I wanted food in my mouth?" He smirks.

Az scowls at him, “I’m not putting anything in your mouth.”

"Not even if I beg?" He pouts

“I’m pissed at you. Begging won’t do shit. Eat the food.” He turns and walks back into the kitchen.

"Oh come on, wheres the fun~ you should co-operate." Trick grinned.

Az sighs, “Eat the food.”

"Or what? I dont need it" Trick crosses his arms

Az sighs heavily, “I swear to God. Eat the goddamn food.”

"No. I wont." Trick shrugged

Az closes his eyes, “If you want sex later, you’ll eat.”

Trick sat up, putting the sandwhich in his mouth.