“Yea, but I didn’t. And neither did you, which is what counts.“ (Yes, of course! You’re playing Lavi?)
“C’mon, Al, don’t be so difficult,” Lavi said in response to him trying to push his hand away and the glare he shot him with tired eyes. And when he opened his mouth to speak, in went the spoon. Allen damn near choked on, but that didn’t stop the triumphant smirk that spread across his face.
“See? It’s good! C’mon, ‘Sprout,” Lavi said, taking another spoonful of the pudding to try and coax his mouth open. “I mean, I could forcefeed it to ya mouth-to-mouth if ya really want me to.”
Allen grumbled some more, and briefly considered continuing to resist just to see if Lavi made good on his threat… but he decided it would probably be faster to just eat enough to satisfy Lavi. He opened his mouth to let Lavi feed him another bite, before moving to prop himself into a sitting position at the head of the bed.
“I’m not hungry…” he muttered, but held out his hands for the pudding. “If I just eat it you’ll let me sleep?”
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