Anthony was actually glad for once that Elijah left. He had finished with the dishes pretty quickly, actually, but lingered in the kitchen even after that. He stared at the wall, going through all the different thoughts and possibilities that existed in his head.

It was after a bit of time, then, that Anthony decided to pull himself the fuck together. They were two people in a relationship and they were going to communicate like two people in a relationship. Of course, that was easier said than done, as Anthony had no fucking idea how to properly do that, and he was scared, but some things you just have to do, huh? Anthony left the kitchen, and immediately went to sit down next to Elijah.

"Are you mad at me?"