A/N: part 2 cuz y'all wanted this

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"Sit here," Thomas said, pulling out a chair and smiling. James sat down and Thomas quickly set his bag down in his room and then went back to the kitchen. He pulled out a bunch of food and set it onto a plate. Thomas made his way back to an anxious James, setting the plate in front of him.

James' stomach growled loudly again. He looked up at Thomas. 

"Thank you. You're too kind!" James exclaimed, taking a bite from one of the carrots on the plate. Thomas chuckled softly and sat next to him.

"No problem..."

They sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound being James wolfing down his food. 

"You know, you could stay here with me..." Thomas muttered, taking the plate back to the kitchen once James was finished. James looked at Thomas with wide, hopeful eyes.

"Really? You'd do that for someone you just met?"

Thomas scoffed softly, "Do I really seem like that much of a heartless monster?!" This made James giggle a bit. 

"No, you need somewhere to stay. I have a guest bedroom you can stay in. I also have extra clothes." Thomas said as he sat back down in his chair.

"But... What about your parents?" James asked, sighing a bit. Thomas grinned.

"They live in a mansion in France." Thomas stated, grinning widely and making direct eye contact with James.

James took a second to think about this, but realized that he really wasn't thinking about his decision.

He was staring at Thomas. Everything on him looked perfect. His poofy hair, his smile that could light the whole world... And there was something he noticed as he kept staring; when Thomas was smiling, the little stubble/beard thingy had a little indention where dimples would be.

(A/N: idk if anyone else has anything like that but I noticed it yesterday on daveed when I was watching wonder oof,,,)

"James?" Thomas face contorted in concern, snapping James from his thoughts. That's when he realized that his and Thomas' face were only inches apart.

James flushed red and quickly retracted. 

Thomas smiled again as James stuttered out apologies. Thomas put a hand on his shoulder.

"James, it's okay! And that felt kinda nice... You being so close to me." Thomas giggled and James' red face.

After a moment of Thomas' nonstop giggling, he finally calmed down to ask James if he was going to stay.

"Oh, uh, yeah I am." James nodded along with his sentence and smiled a genuine smile. Thomas' face lit up.

"Great! Alright, first thing you need is a shower." Thomas said, standing up, "follow me."

James stood up and followed Thomas to a bedroom, which he guessed was the one he would be staying.

The room was nice. There was a bed against the wall in the corner, and beside it a night stand. There was a bookshelf by the window, which had an assortment of books and other things on it. In front of the bed was a dresser.

"There's some clothes in there. They're all mine, so I doubt they'll fit you," Thomas said as he pointed to the dresser. 

"If you need any help, just let me know." James nodded and Thomas left. James opened the dresser and searched for clothes. 

He found a very oversized, wooly yellow sweater and smiled, taking it out.

(A/N: idk what else to write for this part so pretty much james takes a shower and stuff and when he's done he goes out to thomas in the living room.)

James steps into the living room cautiously, the sweater hanging just above his knees and falling way over his arms.

Thomas looked at James and almost spit out his tea.

"Wow, James. You look cute." Thomas grinned and James blushed. Thomas laughed a bit. 

"Do you need something?" Thomas asked after a few minutes. James nodded.

"I-I don't know where to p-put my clothes..." James mumbled, loud enough for Thomas to hear. 

"Just leave them in the bathroom, I'll take care of them later." James nodded again and went to go to his bedroom but was stopped by Thomas' voice.

"Hey, come here for a second?" James turned around and made his way to Thomas, who was sitting on the couch with his cup of tea set aside.

Thomas pulled James to sit on his lap once he was close enough, which made James blush madly. 

"Are you tired?" Thomas asked, watching James yawn and nod. Thomas smiled down at him.

"You can rest on my chest." Thomas offered, patting his chest a bit. James smiled softly and carefully curled into a small ball and placed his head on Thomas' chest.

He almost instantly fell asleep. Thomas stroked James' hair soothingly, which made James fall into an easy and peaceful slumber for the first time that week. 

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A/N: not really sure how I should've ended this,,,,

but I did like writing it

~T