#victor tan x alexis cabrera

[solesommerso]

“that’s not breakfast”

Tan x Cabrera

need i say more?

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“that’s not breakfast” | Victor Tan x Alexis Cabrera

❦ warnings: hurt/comfort, talk of ed, not specified what type, descriptions of food & struggles with eating

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“Vic?” Cabrera stumbles into the low light of the kitchen, seeing her boyfriends frame sitting numbly at the island with some type of food out in front of him.

His body language reads as stressed, head in hands, shoulders tense, running his hands through his hair as he takes deep sharp breaths. Cabrera’s face falls when she registers what’s running through Tans mind, she knows it all too well.

“Hey baby.” Her greeting is soft, startling Tan only a small bit as he looks up to Alexis’s warm smile.

“Did I wake you? I tried to be quiet.” He mumbles in a whisper, leaning over towards Cabrera when she places a tentative hand in the center of Victors back, a kiss to the crown of his head to partner it.

“No, no I just woke up on my own. Whatcha doing?” Her eyes fall to the single hash-brown sitting in the center of a small plate, it has to be cold by now with the lack of steam coming from the food.

“Just uh- eating breakfast.” Tan admits sheepishly. Alexis hums along while slipping into the chair beside Tan, scooting it close enough that she can lay her head against his shoulder.

“That’s not breakfast.” She states, though there’s a lack of judgment or disappointment that Tans grown accustomed to with how he grew up, Alexis never fails to shock him every time she speaks so gently about any problem Tan has, never ridiculing him and instead giving comfort.

“Can I make you something? Maybe some toast and eggs, something warm?” Cabrera questions and presses another soft kiss to Tans forehead.

“Toast.” It always tastes better when Alexis makes it anyways.

“Okay baby, good choice.”

[solesommerso]

୨ ficmas 22 ୧

prompt: hot chocolate

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victor tan/alexis cabrera | no warnings

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“Your hot chocolate and muffin.” Tan slides the items over to Alexis, she’s sat up on the couch with about every blanket in the house huddled around herself and a huff at having to remove her hands to take the cup.

“We need to get the heat fixed.” She sighs after taking a long sip of the steaming liquid Victor graciously prepared when Cabrera looked far too comfortable to move.

“Baby, it’s not that bad. We’re in La, it’s like seventy out.” That earns him a deep glare.

“I get cold easily, it’s winter, we have no heat.” Victor nods along, he’s lost the heat in this particular apartment practically every year so he’s become quite use to it, Alexis on the other hand looks on the brink of freezing to death.

“Okay, I will call the landlord, now come here.” It takes all of two seconds for Cabrera to place her mug down them cuddle up into Victors side, wrapping around him tightly while Tan chuckles at the wad of blankets that move with her.