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[raleighs]

[Whatever you say, big guy. Raleigh rolls his eyes, but doesn't push him off to try and prove a point. He loves Chuck, knows all about his temper, and he'll put up with it for now.

Let's just make it up the stairs, alright? Then they can be stubborn.

It takes like five minutes and some grunting and Raleigh maybe pulls a muscle trying to make it happen but they have made it up the stairs, nothing majored got injured and Chuck owes him one. By the way.]

You gonna fight me about sitting down now too?

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No.

[ He might be panting a little, he's tired and he's hurting and sitting down sounds like a really excellent idea at the moment.

His leg hurts and his face scrunches up when he finally sits on the couch, head hanging to hide the pain in his expression. ]

[raleighs]

[Thank God because Raleigh is pretty sure that he just could shove Chuck a little and he'd topple to the ground and part of him wants to do that, because Chuck always invokes this macho need to be right and on top in him. But he's also not very keen about kicking someone when they're down.

He ducks down to press his lips to Chuck's temple. It's alright, he loves him, they're going to work through this.]

I'm gonna make dinner. What do you want?

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[ And that would be very mean, Raleigh, Chuck's had a rough time as it is and pointing out his obvious flaws by shoving him down would be cruel. He's already feeling grouchy and frustrated and like he's useless, purposeless though Raleigh's lips on his skin help. ]

What've we got?

[raleighs]

[He's not useless. He's injured. And Raleigh will actually shake him if he has to to make him accept that.]

You know, like burgers or mac and cheese?

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[ Injured and probably unable to ever pilot again. Useless. Purposeless. ]

Man 'n cheese is fine, babe.

[raleighs]

[Not useless. Life isn't just being a pilot. Breach is closed anyway, what are they supposed to do about that anyway?]

I'll get right on it.

[Said with another kiss before he bounces off to the kitchen.]

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[ It is to chuck. he doesn't know life beyond that. ]

Thanks, babe.

[ Ugh everything hurts. HE's just gonna lean back and try to rest and not brood. ]

[raleighs]

[Which is exactly how Raleigh finds him like a half hour later, two bowls of mac and cheese balanced in his hands and he'd have a hard time convincing Raleigh that he's actually just resting and not brooding.

Raleigh nudges him with his foot, because his hands are occupied.]

Dinner's ready.

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[ He peels his eyes open and looks up at Raleigh blearily, then sits up and reaches for one of the bowls. ]

Thanks, babe.

[raleighs]

[Raleigh hands one over before he takes it upon himself to sit on the couch, right next to him, like he really doesn't like the idea of being too far away from Chuck at any given time. Like if he goes too far away, he'll disappear and this will all have been a dream.]

Tired? We can go to bed when we're done eating if you want.

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Yeah.

[ He's more than tired. Exhausted is a good word, but he'll go with tired for now.

Raleigh sits right by him and Chuck has to resist the urge to lean in against him; Raleigh's eating and he probably won't appreciate Chuck getting all up in his way. ]

[raleighs]

[It would be kind of hard to eat with someone leaning against his arm but Raleigh probably wouldn't push him away. That's when you know it's love, right?]

Thought so. So eat up, mister, then I'll tuck you in.

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[ Chuck snorts -- tuck him in, like he's five. The prospect isn't unappealing though (especially if Raleigh joins him) and so Chuck chows down on his macaroni, polishing it off then neatly licking the fork clean of leftover cheese. ]

[raleighs]

[Just like a five year old baby if that's what he wants.

Rolling his eyes a little and once he's done, Raleigh holds out his hand to take the bowl from Chuck, and yeah the fork too if he thinks that he can part ways with it.]

I think there's still some in the pot if you want more.