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Billy almost doesn’t relinquish his hold so Tommy can straighten back up. He does though, with fingers letting go of the curls and trails them down Tommy’s face.

"I like you holding me. Unless the little punk can’t carry me up the alien stairs." Then he’s reaching over to push the door open the rest of the way once its reach.

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If only he had good curls like Billy. But he's happy with what he has and what it will give him. How easy it is for Billy to grab.

"I can, but they're narrow so it's awkward, genius," Tommy rolls his eyes. But he does slip into the building and makes for the stairs.

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Tommy didn’t have curls, but his hair was soft and long enough for Billy to hold when he wanted to. One more comb through that white hair for good measure.

Up the stairs, Billy doesn’t do anything to distract his boyfriend, instead waiting for them to get to the top. "Mm, my hero of a boyfriend. Carrying me all the way here and then up the stairs. Maybe I owe my hero a kiss."

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It takes some awkward maneuvering for Tommy to get them up the stairs. Once there and through the door he obliges with a light kiss.

"Pay me with it later. Sit on the couch. I'll bring dinner up."

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Once he’s back on his feet, Billy pulls Tommy back in for a better kiss. There’s a grin and he pulls away. "No, I wanted it now." Greedy.

Then he’s going over to the couch to lounge out on it. Same spot as the night Billy came over and Tommy made him hot chocolate. "Is the menu a surprise?"

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"I mean, is it really a surprise when I'll have it up here all at once and you won't really notice any delay?"

Probably still a surprise.

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"No, I guess not." Even though he’s settled on the couch, Billy is back up to gather Tommy’s blanket. It gets wrapped around him and he settles in his spot once again. "I’d guess but I’ll be wrong about everything. Except maybe hot chocolate. That’s my guess, hot chocolate."

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"If you want it, it will be added," he promises. "Now, hold that thought. I need, like, ten seconds to warm everything up before I bring them up. Be comfortable, alright?"

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"I’m safe in your room. I’m already comfortable." He’d get up for another kiss, but Billy doesn’t want to get comfortable again. He does at least, gather up the Walkman to play. Billy keeps one ear piece off and the other on so he can listen for Tommy and also to Scorpions.

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Tommy smiles and nods.

"Remind me to make you some speakers for that thing."

Then he's gone from the room. Just a little Tommy blur that is gone in a blink. After a few seconds a few things clatter onto his coffee table, covered trays. The last one he walks in with at normal speed. And oh is he smiling.

"Alright. I made multiple courses. First, a salad to keep up our vitamins and minerals. Then I've got some grilled steaks here, seasoned with local herbs and some fresh sea salt. Baked tigertubers for the side, as well as, no fucking kidding, candied carrots. The first ones from the ship gardens. Earth produce, man."

And the first batch for everyone will be out tomorrow, but tonight it's for them.

"I've also got a cheese platter as a light snack for after. And after THAT I replicated a chocolate cream pie."

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Billy's eyes can barely keep up with the whoosh of Tommy leaving, and startles as things seem to 'magically' appear on the coffee table. The tape player clicks to a stop under his thumb pressing the button and he loops the headphones around his neck as he watches the table set itself.

Man. His boyfriend is amazing.

When the speedster comes up with normal speed, he grins. It's like a half hour ago didn't even happen, that Billy wasn't even terrified in his own little beach shack. The menu sounds delectable, and the blond is certainly impressed about having a steak, and even more so about carrots. "You absolutely spoil me, Daisy Dukes. What did I do to deserve a Michelin restaurant service here on a bad night for me?"

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"You're dating the chief farmer who is training under the head chef of this operation," Tommy points out. "And I want today to have good memories with it."

Even if he has to make them himself.

"Warning, I'm not the best at the grill so for safety the steak is medium. I didn't want to undercook."

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Head chef of the operation? An alien or someone? Maybe Tommy had a recipe book. Didn’t matter. Food is here and looks amazing. He it’s next to him for Tommy to join him. "It’s a good start to better memories. A really good start. It’s almost like you love me or something," he teases.

"Better than getting sick squandering the good memories. Now get your ass over here and help me eat this delicious looking food that our chief farmer put together."

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Radley. Dude knew how to cook. And each new chef here made Tommy that much better.

"I got candles. Are those okay?"

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"Yeah that’s fine. Didn’t know you were making this a romantic date. All these dates and I haven’t done one for us. Guess I’ll have to start planning."

Billy leans over to start arranging the plates so they could get to them easily without really having to get off of the couch. "I should’ve come here first. Everyone important to me knows I consider the diner to be a safe place for me to hide."

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"You're worth it," Tommy says before disappearing. And then he is back with a dish and the matches. Takes no time to set the candle up.

It's lopsided as hell. It isn't even, it isn't pretty, but it does exist.

"Sorry. I'm starting to try dipping candles from the excess wax from my hives."

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When Tommy is back and had the candle lit and set down, Billy grabs him - first with a tight grip then eases it - to pull him down into the space next to him on the couch. "You do a good job making me feel worth it." A kiss to his cheek. Like a little reward.

A glance at the candle. "Looks funky as hell. How’d you even make that?" It’s clear his tone is joking at least, all amused at the wonkiness of the homemade candle.

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"Heat the excess wax from the hives, make a wick, treat the wax, and dip it in and out repeatedly, letting it cool," Tommy says with a shrug as he settles in next to his guy.

The candle doesn't give the best light but it is his.

"Guess I'm cottagecore these days."

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Billy honestly doesn’t listen too intently. He figures it’s easy enough to figure out how to make candles. Also he’s making sure there’s enough on his plate to take some curious bites. A confused scowl.

"Babe, what the fuck is cottagecore?"

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Oh god that is a whole thing to talk about.

"Stupid future time bullshit. I don't even know how to explain it without the Internet and pictures."

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Internet? Right, another Future thing. He pulls a plate to him and tucks in with it. A few bites and an approving nod. "Head Surfer approves of the Chief Farmer‘s efforts." Especially his portion of candied carrots. Those are going quick. "Steak is good, too."

Billy nudges Tommy with an elbow with a smile around the fork. "Second date is a success, Daisy Dukes, just by going by the menu."

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Tommy's glad he figured something to work for Billy.

He scouts in closer, not perfectly close, but closer. And he starts his own meal.

"Glad to hear it, Sunshine."

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Not being perfectly close isn’t gonna do it, but Billy meets him halfway by pressing against his side. He eats quietly for a bit, just taking in the quiet coziness of the room with the amiable company that he just happened to be dating.

There’s no thoughts of malls or monsters. No death. He could keep living here. Billy continues to eat in silence until his plate is cleared of the main meal (and any candied carrots Tommy doesn’t eat, the blond will finish off). "Guess I gotta reward you for an amazing meal. Something along the lines of kiss the hot chef?"

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Oh. Tommy chuckles. He had been keeping space for them to be able to use utensils easily, but hey, this worked too. It worked better. He felt... closer to his boyfriend like this.

As for the food, well, sorry man. Tommy's body needs the food. So nothing gets left behind.

"You haven't even had dessert yet."

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No leftovers to deal with, cool. Illy can deal with that. With his plate emptied, billy sets it aside and wiggles an arm around Tommy’s waist. Leans in to steal a kiss because he loves kisses and loves the taste of Tommy on his tongue. The closeness of it.

And Tommy really earned them the day he saved him from Kaplan.

Another quick peck. "Maybe you’re the real dessert and you’re trying to distract me from you."