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8. Dessert (Food)
It had, bar none, been the worst day ever. Noah's head was aching and his jaw was throbbing and he just wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep forever. His clothes were torn and his bag had a large rip in it and just to make matters worse, Rex was a thousand miles away on a mission that would keep him from his boyfriend for at least another half a week.
The fight had been stupid and impulsive and just plain unlike him, but he didn't regret it.
No one, especially not some jock that didn't know the difference between a diamond and a Joule, had any right to speak ill of his Rex.
His boyfriend did everything he did for the sake of keeping the world safe and keeping the people he loved close.
Well, as close as he could be when keeping the world safe meant traveling it more than Noah would have preferred.
Still, Rex made a point to try and make up for his absences whenever he could and Noah appreciated the lengths he went to in his efforts to keep their relationship alive.
One of the things that Rex did to make their time apart more bearable was leave Noah with a small gift right before he left for a mission.
Only to be opened "When you miss me the most." Rex cautioned him every time.
Now, as Noah rubbed his sore jaw, seemed to be the best time for that little pick-me-up.
The blonde pulled the small red package out from under his bed and touched it reverently. This was always a moment he savored.
Them he tore into the think paper to reveal a box that read chocolate across it in big letters.
Noah's heart twinged at the sight of it.
It was sweet of Rex to think of him and prepare such a gift….but it was also slightly disappointing.
Normally Rex's gifts were personally and considerate, but this one was neither of those.
Noah hated chocolate. The very smell of it made him sick. He hated it so much that he tended to tell people that he was allergic to it to save having to deal with everyone teasing him for not liking the well loved confection.
So this gift of chocolate from his boyfriend both worried and saddened him instead of cheering him up like it normally did.
He considered just tucking the gift away and forgetting about the sick feeling the sight of it brought him, but a note on the other side of the packaging caught his eye.
Rex's messy scrawl read: "I know you hate chocolate, I'm not that bad a boyfriend. Look inside."
Noah smiled at the words and opened the box with much less trepidation.
Instead of the small round chocolates he expected the box to contain several rows of bright green balls filled the rounded slots. Noah beamed at the sight of the familiar shade of green.
They were Gator Green Sugar Apple Sour Balls; His absolute favorite.
They were nearly impossible to get outside of Florida and Noah only ever ordered them for himself once in a blue moon.
This unexpected treat was just the thing Noah needed to forget all about his bruised body and remember just how thoughtful and awesome his boyfriend was.
He popped one of the desserts into his mouth with relish as he started a long text message to his boyfriend about just what he would do to him when he got back from his mission.
A text that might or might not have contained some very explicate descriptions.
Sorry for the lateness again! This prompt was harder than I expected! I'll try and catch up within the next couple of days! Please read and review!
Yours truly,
Lacy Fairgold