𝓰ood night.
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"i enjoy it. our doctor li excels in all fields except taking care of himself, isn't that right?"
the engine revs with a muted growl, silenced by the advanced sound barricades of the vehicle. caleb turns down the instructive automated voice of the system, and leaves more
you shouldn't be indulging sugar on an empty stomach."
steady cruise of the car is shifted into auto-pilot, freeing his hands to now gather the wrappers into a small ball and taken off the other's lap. he shakes his head, brows stained with a helpless doting that renders him
"a protein bar? for a guy your size, unless that protein bar was half a metre, it's not enough."
sighing, hands tied by stubbornness of companion, waving him off in dismissal.
"whatever, just come over after. i'll cook."
a matter of fact, of course, yizhou
cooks every time, and valko stays over every time. just like that, routinely.
grin reciprocated, a jab toward his side as he snorts, stepping up close against stretching figure.
"sure you don't want me to go easy on you? you've only just started playing with me
light exhale of a laugh, zayne still knew how to crack a joke in the exact deadpan tone that prodded caleb in the perfect way, enough for feigned interrogation to dissipate in the stead of an amused snort.
"hey, now. don't accuse me of anything, ge, you told me your
doctor's schedule and habits. it's all in the likes of simple formulas and mechanical lenses that feed back his pinpointed location.
for precaution, of course. nothing more. it's only necessary when your childhood friend has a habit of overexertion, or so caleb insists
@lycanized . ——
I think both of them actually practicing here bcs they’re in the same team 🐶🐺
I imagine them having this conversation after:
Caleb: “Yo, who taught you that technique? You’re on fire today!”
Valko: “You did.”
Caleb: “Damn… I might’ve created a monster.”
😆
#loveanddeepspace
he chuckles, defeated surrender to the other's question. or rather, demand, at this point.
"i'm afraid you'd drive us both back to the hospital if i let you in this state, ge. come on."
instinctively, he reaches for the strap of the other's bag. lighter than he
expects, probably because all his documents are stacked on his desk from countless midnights.
"why didn't you call me?"
not a reprimand, never— he was usually on the receiving end of such, but a cleverly concealed disapproval between brows as he eyes the taxi app on the