Ruh Roh (One on One)

His brow furrowed and he looked down at the stove.

"Some sort of quiche thing. My mom taught it to me a long time ago," he said, glancing up at her.

 

He was quiet for a moment, slowly scrubbing a dish in the sink.

"I've been... thinking about moving to another room," he said tentatively, looking down at the soapy water.

 

"No," he said immediately, shaking his head. "I don't want you to go. I just... I gotta figure out some place to sleep."

 

He frowned at her, his brows furrowed.

 

“No, that won’t do. I’ll figure something out.”

 

He dried his hands on a rag and began to make coffee.

“Do you want anything to drink?”

 

"Are you sure? I have coffee."

 

He hesitated before nodding slowly, turning back to the coffee machine. He opened the cupboard and pulled out a tin of espresso, working slowly as he began to make the drink, his brow furrowed.

 

He looked up and watched her leave before bowing his head with a sigh and returning to his work.

 

He came in a few minutes later, his brows furrowed.

"Tez?"