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Redfinch: Dinner

***Prompt: "You haven't even touched your food. Are you okay?"***

Albert pushes his food around his plate, taking maybe three bites before putting his fork down and chugging the water in his purple water bottle.

"But then I said, 'Well, Johnathan, the whole fucking business doesn't revolve around you. Believe it or not, some of us have families to take care of!'" Finch says, looking up at Albert's chocolate brown eyes.

Albert pretends to be interested. "Yeah? Did you bring any of this up with your manager?"

Finch continues their story, taking breif pauses to eat. At the end of dinner, they sits Albert back down at the table. 

"You haven't even touched your food. Are you okay?" they asks, taking Albert's hand as the redhead shakes his head.

"I'm just scared. What if I turn out like my old man?" he asks.

That's when it hit Finch. The couple was getting the house ready for a baby and Albert was doubting his ability to be a good parent.

"Hey, Baby," Finch coos. "You won't turn out like your dad. Just because you worry about turning out like him means you care more than he ever did."

Finch pulls Albert into a firm hug as the latter cries into his partner's shoulder. Finch continues to whisper reassurances. After about five minutes, Albert slowly detatches himself from Finch.

"Do you want to talk and then go to bed, talk in the morning, or make cookies?" Finch asks, playing with Albert's hair.

"Cookies!" Albert exclaims, climbing onto the counter after filling up his water bottle and taking another couple of sips as Finch starts making his famous red velvet cookies.