~+ Clean +~ •Lovertation•

~+ Chapter 11 +~

"...I think... that escalated... quickly..." Lover mumbled quietly into my the crook of my neck, earning a snicker from me.

"Mhm." I hummed, relaxing a bit to get comfortable. "Was that okay?" I asked, wanting to make sure she was completely honest.

"Mhm. Very okay. Ultra-okay..." she mumbled, already half asleep.

"You're tired?" I asked, already assuming she would fall asleep soon.

Hey, serves her right, I did kinda, like, rock her world.

"mmhmm..." she hummed.

I could hear her breath evening out against my neck, then her body slowly fell limp.

The small girl opened her eyes about half an hour later, and stretched out with a little groan, then fell back into me.

"Good morning. Thirsty?" I asked, sitting up.

She crawled up into my lap, clearly not wanting to be away from me, and gave a little shy nod.

I wrapped an arm around her waist and grabbed the glass of water, handing it to her.

Around 3-5 seconds later, half of it was gone.

Damn.

"...Hungry?" I asked, softening my tone a bit.

She shook her head, as expected, and buried her face in the crook of my neck.

I grabbed her chin, pulling her away.

"Nope, you gotta eat, baby girl," I said, grabbing the bowl of cereal and a spoon.

She sighed, falling more against me.

I set the bowl in her lap, adjusting both of us to be comfortable.

"...I don't want to..." Lover said quietly, her voice cracking a little.

"I know. But you have to. It's okay," I replied, trying to be comforting.

She whimpered, sighing and reaching for the spoon.

Yes!

Then, her hand retracted and went to fidget with her other one.

No!

I reached for the spoon, scooping up some cereal and offering it out to her.

She hesitantly opened her mouth, taking it.

I could see her chewing it and swallowing it uncomfortably, so I gave her a little smile.

"I don't wanna eat it all..." Lover whimpered, burying her face in my neck again.

"I know. I know, you don't have to. Let's try... 5 more bites? Then we can try again later," I offered.

She sighed, taking her head out of the crook of my neck and looking at me.

I offered another bite out, which she took, albeit mechanically.

She managed the goal I had set, even though she was practically on the verge of tears.

"Hey. Good job, you're okay. It's okay," I cooed, setting the bowl aside and moving my hand to her waist.