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[The text makes David mindful of the fact that he's been working hard to keep Balthier from his own place, and damn but he feels guilty about that. So this invitation isn't something he can deny. It's going to be good.]

Your offer is quite alluring, my dear. In fact, I find myself contemplating it quite eagerly. In fact, I might well enjoy the idea of spending the evening.

The idea of having you to myself is a delight.

Now here's my question. May I cook for you?

[ Relief, when he finally looks at his phone. But not a clear yes on staying the night, so he makes a note not to push, presuming a boundary that he's missed somewhere. ]

I would be delighted, though I'll admit my kitchen is not particularly stocked. I'll send you images of what I have.

[ They come a few hours later. A good enameled cast-iron pan, two quality knives, a fine wooden cutting board, a few stainless steel mixing bowls, a single glass baking pan, and two spatulas. There are also two beat-up frying pans that Eddie and Peter use but Balthier presumes David won't want to use those. ]

If there's anything you'd like me to pick up, ingredient or tool, do let me know.

Oh bless you, I was going to ask for images. If you're not offended, I'll bring groceries for cooking what I need. And maybe tools. I want to make you something special.

Should I also bring extra blankets/pillows for the night? I'm not sure how prepared you are for a guest that wasn't providing for themselves.

[And he does see the pictures later, consider them. He's got some ideas already, but he'll need a few other items. Though he's proud of the quality of items the man selected.]

I don't wish to alter your kitchen built the way you like it, by asking you to buy tools I would use. Not yet. I'd rather you get your own feel first. A kitchen is special space.

Not offended at all -- I'd like you to have what you need.

[ He hesitates on the latter. He knows what he wants, but he doesn't want to be too forward and he's having trouble deciding if David feels the same or this is a soft ask for space. But then why would he stay the night? ]

I have bedding and related supplies covered, but thank you. As to the kitchen, I will remind you I have been sharing it, but the sentiment is appreciated.

[He wants the man to express his needs, but he doesn't know the guy is holding back.]

Just because you have been sharing it doesn't mean you want to deal with my, and forgive me if you think this is me insulting myself but it's true, anal retentive nature toward kitchens. Comes with the whole chef thing.

I will try and make you something that will taste as magical as sharing a night with you will feel.

Just... Can I ask something?

I'll defer my kitchen decisions or pushing until I see you in the kitchen, then. Which I look forward to.

And of course.

[ But the question makes his heart race and there's a sense of dread he can't ignore. ]

An audience is never rejected, if they know the rules of 'don't steal the chopped food and always be careful around knives'.

[The question takes a few more minutes to come, because even though he can send it with a thought, it takes a lot more thought to figure out how to phrase it right.]

You want this, right? I mean, I guess the smaller dates, the fact that I haven't been able to have you over, other things like that, they have me worried maybe you're not as excited by all of this as I am. Though I'm excited and nervous. I can be both.

I am not going to risk irritating my strong and capable boyfriend while he's holding knives.

[ Even if there's something a little hot about that image.

He doesn't really get to enjoy it, though, because his discomfort grows as the time passes before the question comes, but he lets out an audible sigh of relief when it does. He honestly nearly calls David but doesn't trust his voice. ]

My apologies, dear one. I was worried about the same and trying to give you space. I kept assuming it would correct itself, and then it had been a few weeks and I was worried I'd missed something, or that your interest was waning.

I miss you. And I'm so excited to have you over in a substantial way. And I find myself extremely nervous, like the first time I asked you to come out with me.

Strength has nothing to do with knives in combat. They're a speed and finesse weapon.

[Oh he's more than capable with that. Don't worry.]

Thank you for your answer. I was scared too. I'm terrible at talking about this stuff, but I missed you so keenly. Desperately. I kept reading your letters, looking for clues.

I told you how my people say 'absence makes the heart grow fonder' in one of my letters. Sadly the mind is a nervous thing and time makes it grow anxious.

Promise I'll be there. Super promise. God just the idea of being alone with you for a night makes me shiver in delight.

It makes my heart light and full to hear that. Please know it's reciprocated. As is the struggling to talk about these things.

What time will I get to see you?

And, to be clear, I will want you asleep in my bed with me when the evening finds itself there.

Since I'm cooking and I'm thinking I wish to impress you, let's make it late afternoon so I have time for prep and stuff? If that's alright. Can you tolerate me from then into the morning?

My dear, you are welcome to request me as an adornment for your bed. And, provided the mattress is not so against what I need to have sleep, you shall have me there. I doubt that you'd have something that would truly turn me off.

I like you where my arms can wrap around you.

[ If Balthier could keep him all weekend, he probably would. ]

I will remind you that last time we spent the night together we literally exhausted cleaning activities to keep from parting. 'Tolerate' is not on the table, my love.

[ But it feels good to say it, because he was increasingly worried that was a fluke. ]

If you decide to sleep somewhere other than the bed I will just follow you.

[If Balthier tried, he might succeed. Though he'd probably have to take charge of the next meals. David was only going to prepare for dinner and breakfast.]

My darling, so far away from your embrace and for so long has left me nervous. I expect this to cure it.

I might lead you on a merry chase if you take that stance dear.

[ That’s an easy enough problem. ]

I’m not teasing. I expect it will soothe my nerves as well.

And now you’re encouraging me. I’m excellent at giving chase.

I suppose it's easier to give chase when one wants to be caught. And I do.

One wonders your intentions if I'm caught though. Don't tell me. I like surprises.

As you wish, my moon. I anticipate your arrival with all the restlessness of a shooting star.

And I anticipate you with the same eagerness that the winds use to race before the storm.

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