[PRP] Displacement (Jack & Chel)

[medigel]

He focused less on her not getting anything anyway and more on what was left in the fridge. It was most of what he was used to: some veggies, milk, eggs, a few protein bars...and of course, microwave and oven meals. Thank god he wasn't a foreign entity entirely in this timeline. Except there were candy bars and sweet cakes in the snacks cabinet that he innately knew were from a recent trip to family in Korea, and he wasn't supposed to be a fan of sweets, but whatever.

Eventually he got lazy and just put some toast in the toaster. "Peanut butter's good. B vitamins," he said, supposedly to Chel though it sounded rather general. "Try nibbling if you can. Same with water. Your body's gonna need help replenishing itself." And if she didn't want those, he'd stubbornly suggest other common foods until they came to an agreement on something. At least to try. Jack was adamant about not letting her walk around like a zombie beyond the apartment at any rate.

chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

Chel wiped her nose even if the blood was gone, almost like a habit. She'd be lying if she said the doting didn't make her feel ... something. It was equal parts guilt and affection; unusual, because Chel wasn't used to it. She did the caring, other people didn't do it for her.

"M'goin' home," she said abruptly. "Chris'll wanna know where I been."

medigel

 

[medigel]

"Mm," he hummed as he peeled the toast out and set them on the plate. "No free snack before you go?"

chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

"No," she said darkly. Chel was not her usual self, and she appeared to be listening to something that wasn't there.

medigel

 

[medigel]

"Alright." The sandwiches were all his to enjoy for the rest of the afternoon. He turned to her. "Hey. Don't disappear on me again, okay?"

chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

She looked at him strangely. "What d'you mean? I ain't gone nowhere."

medigel

 

[medigel]

"You sometimes go for days or weeks without talking," Jack explained simply before taking a bite out of his sandwich. "Keep in touch is all."  

[chiickadee]

"Stay safe," she told him indecisively, and then picked herself up to go out the door.