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Ben wakes you up with a few soft and gentle taps on your shoulder… as you slowly open your eyes and turn a little you see Ben sitting there on the edge of the bed.
“You alright?” Ben asked as you got out of the blanket and slowly sat up leaning against the back of the bed.
“Yeah, I guess I had a deep nap…” you said while clearing your messy hair from your face and adjusting them behind you ears and over your shoulders…. “What about you?” You asked him.
“I got you some food, I hope you like it… ordered some spinach ravioli” Ben said ignoring your question, while lifting a plate from the side table and handing it over to you.
You weren’t really in the mood to eat or anything but things changed when you saw your favourite ravioili! Your eyes sparkle and a cute smile crops on your face!
“How did you know I wanted this!?” You asked feeling a little excited.
“Haha did you want this? Well I guess I got lucky with my choice… I knew this was your favourite dish and thought maybe this is what you might like to have” Ben responded.
For some weird reason, you felt quite emotional hearing how thoughtful Ben had been. Normally you wouldn’t get this emotional for such things… but right now you were feeling special, you were feeling loved, you were feeling cared for and you were liking it! You wanted to give Ben a hug and say thank you! But ofcourse you couldn’t do that…
So you sit back taking the plate in your hands and trying to bring your emotionds under control. “Where’s your food?” You asked Ben.
“Oh I’ve eaten already… I ate when you were sleeping” Ben says. However, once again as strange as it felt, you were able to sense Ben was lying! Your instincts were getting so much stronger!
“You’re lying Ben! Where’s your food?” You ask him in a stronger voice.
“I don’t feel like eating… I’m good really…” Ben says…
“Nonsense… I don’t want to hear all this!” You tell him in a sweet but angrier tone. “Here we’re sharing this… take…” you tell him assertively offering taking the fork towards him, offering him the first bite.
Ben doesn’t refuse. He takes the bite, doesn’t say anything. You went on having the ravioli yourself and feeding Ben as well alternatively. The two of you finished the meal by the Bed silently.
“Thanks Ben for this. I guess I was hungry after all and this was really delicious” you tell Ben as you got off the bed with the plate and the fork in your hands… walking off to the kitchen sink to clean them.