Rhett looked at him. He shook his head, "Like that's safe, you do you."

He continued driving in silence hoping Eden would pipe up about a restaurant or something.

Eden didn't say anything else and instead placed his hand in Rhett's inner thigh, while still looking out the window.

Rhett looked down at the hand placement, then continued driving.

Eden strummed his fingers on the male's thigh, "there's a burger place up two streets, we can go there."

The snake male let Eden keep his grasp on his thigh. He nodded, "Sounds good to me," Rhett says.

Eden hummed, watching the passing buildings, before feeling the truck turn down the road and stopping at the burger place.

Rhett pulled into a parking spot and turned the truck off. Unbuckling, he looked down at Eden's hand. Then looked at Eden.

Eden was still staring out the window, but open the truck door, removing his hand and getting out, waiting for Rhett to do the same.

The snake hybrid grunted, getting out and joining Eden at the front of the truck. He grabbed the male's hand mindlessly and walked in with him.

Eden watched the male drag him in, following behind and holding into his hand tightly.

Rhett smiled, not expecting Eden to hold his hand back. They walked going up to the front to order.

Eden looked at the menu, "um, I want a cheese burger with pickles and fries. Medium."

They both put in their order then went to go take a seat. Rhett sat down at one side of the booth looking at Eden.

Eden looked back, placing his elbows on the table and resting his hand upon his palms.

"You alright?" Rhett asked.

"You're the one staring at me, I should ask you that." Eden smirked.

Rhett looked at him cocking a brow, then looked at the male's mouth.

"I'm a sssnake, ssnakess sstare. We sstare at things that interest or alarm us..." he says leaning back. His throat clicking again as his reptilian lisp became more noticeable.

"And what am I?" Eden asked, tilting his head.

Rhett looked at him, "If I was threatened by you, you'd know. So definitely falling under the interest."

Eden smiled, "I'm flattered."

Rhett looked at him, "So am I ever going to know what you are exactly?"

"Like I said, I'm very rare, it's dangerous to tell people, because of my own worth." Eden spoke, "but, I'll give you a hint, I'm hot."

The snake male narrowed his eyes at him, thinking about it. "Well I already knew that."

He then shrugged, Rhett laid his head back. Already deciding he was going to go home and take a big ass nap right after.

Speaking of naps, Dawn was currently laying across Hawke's body, in a deep sleep, soft sounds of snores leaving his mouth.

Hawke's hands were on the male's back, laying comfortably down on the bed. Suddenly he needed to pee so he muttered a soft profanity and eased Dawn off of him. Gently slipping off the bed he watched Dawn slightly stir but went down the hall to the bathroom after Dawn stayed asleep.

He did his business and washed his hands, going back towards Dawn's room.

Dawn was no longer in the bed, the bedroom door was wide open and the sound of a pan dropping from downstairs was heard.

Hawke looked around then heard the pan dropping. Running down the stairs nearly tripping over his own two feet. In effort to make sure the male was alright.

Dawn was standing in the middle of the kitchen with wide eyes as he stared at the pan that fell. "O - Oops."

Hawke bit down on his lip, trying not to let out a chuckle.

He made his way over to Dawn, scooping up the pan. "You didn't get hurt did you?" Hawke asked.

"No, but the p - pan almost did!" Dawn spoke, crossing his arms over his chest and whispering, "mean p - p - pan."

Hawke rubbed the male's back, consoling him.

"What where you trying to do Dawn?" He asked curiously.

"Wan' mac and cheese." Dawn pouted.

Hawke looked at him, nodding.

"Would you like some help?"

Dawn nodded happily, his ears twitching a little bit, "yes p - p - please!" He smiled.

Hawke went into the cabinet, grabbing a box of mac and cheese.

Getting a pot of water heating up on the stove, he picked up Dawn and placed him up on the counter so they were now the same height.

"And so we wait," Hawke said booping the elf male's nose.

Dawn giggled at the action and scrunching his nose. "S - Stop."

Hawke nodded, tilting his head at him.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked, leaning back againt the kitchen island. Folding his arms across his chest.

Dawn nodded, "mhm, you m - make a g - g - good p - p - p - p - pillow!"

Hawke rubbed through his hair, looking at Dawn. "I'd like to hope so, you slept for a good while."

"T - That's your f - f - fault!" Dawn said, "for being so c - comfy."

Hawke stepped over to the fridge, pouring Dawn some apple juice. Handing it to him then turning the stove setting down and opening the macaroni box before pouring the noodles in.

"Well it was fine, you kept me warm so I didn't mind."

Dawn took a sip and placed the cup down, walking over to Hawke, wrapping his arms around him and hugging him. "You look cold n - n - now."

Hawke instantly hugged the smaller male back, slightly bending downward to hug him better.

"Well thank you, also if you must know I'm smiling very widely on the inside."

"M - Makes me happy." Dawn said, pressing a soft kiss to Hawke's cheek.

The gorgon male's eyes widened from the sweet gesture. He cleared his throat.

"Uh, uhm. Yeah," he says walking over to the stove.

"Owe, f-f... firecracker," he says after burning his hand moving the hot pot to the strainer from not paying attention.

He strained the macaroni noodles, finishing making the mac and cheese then dishing out some for Dawn.

Dawn watches the male, taking the hurt hand and placing a kiss to it, "h - helps he - heal! W - We have b - burn stuff u - upstairs!"

Hawke blinked watching Dawn kind of freak out, he held up his other hand.

"Hey, hey. I'm fine, look eat and we can tend to it in a bit okay?"

"I - I - Infections c - could happen!" Dawn said, crossing his arms over chest. "T - Tend to now."

"Your food will get cold though," Hawke said looking at him.

"Y - Your hand, n - now!" Dawn said, stomping his foot.

"Alright, alright. Lead me there then," Hawke said, shaking his head at the adorable male.

Dawn happily made his way upstairs, leading Hawke to the bathroom and making him sit on the counter, bending down and reaching into the space under the counter and grabbing some burn cream and bandages.

Dawn got back up, "h - hand." Dawn said, holding his own out waiting for Hawke.

Hawke offered the burned hand, the skin was already flaring up and was red. He looked at Dawn.

Dawn gently applied the cream, rubbing it softly into the skin, making sure to cover all that he could. He took the small bandage wraps, placing them slowly around the male's hand, once finished he placed a kiss on the bandage. He looked up at Hawke, "all better."

"Thanks Dawn, seriously," Hawke whispered with a slight nod.

Dawn nodded, keeping eye contact with Hawke, "w - why do a - all the p - pretties things s - s - suffer? Why do we a - always p - pick the p - pretties flowers if it k - k - kills them? A - A - And why can't I k - k - k - kiss you?"