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03.Apr.12, 05:28 AM
R’nd wanted to jump to his feet and help B’jin stand or move to the chair but he stayed on the floor as asked. If the roles were reversed, well he’d be whining like a baby and longing to be pampered, but he wouldn’t want help in everything that had to be done. It was a blow to the pride to have someone help you stand or walk you a few feet across the room and B’jin needed to show them both that he was still doing okay and hadn’t pushed himself to the brink just yet. R’nd felt a little guilty, though, knowing now he should have put a stop to their flirting and distracting kisses sooner. He would make it up to his friend though!
The spoon was grabbed again and the mixed creation was stirred in an automatic motion as grey eyes tracked B’jin’s progress. When he reached the chair and seemed to inspect it, R’nd came up with an idea, “turn the chair around and straddle it. You can lean forward onto it to relieve some of the strain while you eat and I can clean your back up at the same time.” He was still worried about going anywhere near the stitching and lash marks but it had to be done to appease B’jin’s determination to keep his bedding clean and at least with this arrangement everything would be completed around the same time and he could get B’jin into bed to rest.
Leaving the food on the fire for the time being, R’nd went to work finding another pot and then filled it with water. When he returned to fire, he gave the concoction a taste and found it oddly delicious and warm enough to serve. With that pot pulled free, the one of normal water was set in its place to heat just enough to avoid giving B’jin a cool sponge bath. Since he didn’t recall seeing Talian leave with his bag, R’nd set the pot of food down on the counter, signalled he’d be right back, and zipped off to the bedroom where he rummaged through the medical bag for the fellis he remembered Talian saying he had stored there. If the healer had his items stored in a specific way within the bag, R’nd would apologise later for making a mess of it to find the jar he wanted.
Once back in the kitchen, grey eyes traveled between the jar and the pot and then shrugged. He knew fellis was mixed with drinks so why not give it a literal whirl and add it to food? Unsure of how much was enough and going by B’jin’s desire to have a lot, R’nd poured a good amount in and stirred it until he was satisfied it was evenly spread out. With a growing confidence of knowing his way around the kitchen after having searched through it a couple of times already, a smaller bowl was quickly found and then filled with a portion he wanted B’jin to eat but didn’t expect it all to be finished. Pain and exhaustion could do a number on the ability to eat.
“Eat what you can, okay? I’ll be back in a second to tend to your desire of having my hands, I mean a sponge, run over your body.” The slip up was done purposely to bring out the Searchrider’s smile once again as R’nd tried his best to make sure B’jin’s needs were met and he was distracted from the pain until the fellis could kick in. With a wicked little grin, R’nd turned to collect the needed items.
He’s so adorable when focused on a task. Ayyonth mused aloud for Larrikith, pride also laced in his words. R’nd was a good leader when his confidence was high, which was most of the time, but sometimes doubt or fear gripped him for varying reasons and he hesitated. It was good to see him starting to feel comfortable around B’jin and to stop fretting over making a wrong move that would upset the greenrider or cause further pain. He was taking control of the situation now but done with concern in mind and not a need to dominate which Ayyonth loved about his lifemate. R’nd was good at getting the results he wanted because he paid attention to the people he was dealing with, treating them all as the most important thing to him in that moment.
The spoon was grabbed again and the mixed creation was stirred in an automatic motion as grey eyes tracked B’jin’s progress. When he reached the chair and seemed to inspect it, R’nd came up with an idea, “turn the chair around and straddle it. You can lean forward onto it to relieve some of the strain while you eat and I can clean your back up at the same time.” He was still worried about going anywhere near the stitching and lash marks but it had to be done to appease B’jin’s determination to keep his bedding clean and at least with this arrangement everything would be completed around the same time and he could get B’jin into bed to rest.
Leaving the food on the fire for the time being, R’nd went to work finding another pot and then filled it with water. When he returned to fire, he gave the concoction a taste and found it oddly delicious and warm enough to serve. With that pot pulled free, the one of normal water was set in its place to heat just enough to avoid giving B’jin a cool sponge bath. Since he didn’t recall seeing Talian leave with his bag, R’nd set the pot of food down on the counter, signalled he’d be right back, and zipped off to the bedroom where he rummaged through the medical bag for the fellis he remembered Talian saying he had stored there. If the healer had his items stored in a specific way within the bag, R’nd would apologise later for making a mess of it to find the jar he wanted.
Once back in the kitchen, grey eyes traveled between the jar and the pot and then shrugged. He knew fellis was mixed with drinks so why not give it a literal whirl and add it to food? Unsure of how much was enough and going by B’jin’s desire to have a lot, R’nd poured a good amount in and stirred it until he was satisfied it was evenly spread out. With a growing confidence of knowing his way around the kitchen after having searched through it a couple of times already, a smaller bowl was quickly found and then filled with a portion he wanted B’jin to eat but didn’t expect it all to be finished. Pain and exhaustion could do a number on the ability to eat.
“Eat what you can, okay? I’ll be back in a second to tend to your desire of having my hands, I mean a sponge, run over your body.” The slip up was done purposely to bring out the Searchrider’s smile once again as R’nd tried his best to make sure B’jin’s needs were met and he was distracted from the pain until the fellis could kick in. With a wicked little grin, R’nd turned to collect the needed items.
He’s so adorable when focused on a task. Ayyonth mused aloud for Larrikith, pride also laced in his words. R’nd was a good leader when his confidence was high, which was most of the time, but sometimes doubt or fear gripped him for varying reasons and he hesitated. It was good to see him starting to feel comfortable around B’jin and to stop fretting over making a wrong move that would upset the greenrider or cause further pain. He was taking control of the situation now but done with concern in mind and not a need to dominate which Ayyonth loved about his lifemate. R’nd was good at getting the results he wanted because he paid attention to the people he was dealing with, treating them all as the most important thing to him in that moment.
