[Sampo lays in his serviceable but plain bed that night-- the same bed that Gepard had slept in not that long ago-- and stares at the ceiling for a long time, thinking about blond guard captains and the mess that he'd gotten himself into with one. Especially because he'd promised that he'd feed Gepard breakfast, lunch and dinner, three aeons-damned square meals a day, and now he has to figure out how he's going to get breakfast to him tomorrow morning without it being super weird. Without a boner-shaped elephant in the room.]
[He has no answer that night, nor the following morning, when he wakes up at stupid o'clock because Gepard is the kind of man who also wakes at stupid o'clock.]
[He does, indeed, make breakfast. Eggs, bacon, some really nice crusty sourdough bread that he toasts up in the excess bacon fat until it's nice and crispy, packed away in the same thermal lunchbox that he'd used to bring Gepard his fried olm sandwich. Brews up some coffee and pours it into an insulated flask to keep warm. Gepard probably has coffee at his place, especially since he's supposed to be on medical leave today, but hey. He's supposed to be providing the whole meal, right?]
[Sampo gets into Gepard's apartment by the same way he left it-- the window. It's still unlocked, probably because Gepard wouldn't have thought to check it before he went to bed, because who thinks to check a third story window anyway?]
[The plan is to just leave the food on the table for whenever Gepard comes out for breakfast, and maybe text him later to see if he actually still wanted him around for his day off, like he'd said yesterday. In case the... awkwardness of last night changed his mind on that.]
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Date: 2024-06-08 07:11 pm (UTC)[He has no answer that night, nor the following morning, when he wakes up at stupid o'clock because Gepard is the kind of man who also wakes at stupid o'clock.]
[He does, indeed, make breakfast. Eggs, bacon, some really nice crusty sourdough bread that he toasts up in the excess bacon fat until it's nice and crispy, packed away in the same thermal lunchbox that he'd used to bring Gepard his fried olm sandwich. Brews up some coffee and pours it into an insulated flask to keep warm. Gepard probably has coffee at his place, especially since he's supposed to be on medical leave today, but hey. He's supposed to be providing the whole meal, right?]
[Sampo gets into Gepard's apartment by the same way he left it-- the window. It's still unlocked, probably because Gepard wouldn't have thought to check it before he went to bed, because who thinks to check a third story window anyway?]
[The plan is to just leave the food on the table for whenever Gepard comes out for breakfast, and maybe text him later to see if he actually still wanted him around for his day off, like he'd said yesterday. In case the... awkwardness of last night changed his mind on that.]