George: George's face flushed. "Sure...," George mumbled embarrassedly in a quiet voice.

Ariv: "Are you read to eat yet?" Ariv asked, trying to move as little as possible as he reached for a bowl.

Chris: he chuckled turning the water off. He then sweeper George off his feet and carried him out, sitting him on the counter as he picked up the fluffiest towel he could find.

George: George shifted on the counter, awkwardly sitting there as he glanced to Chris for a long moment before awkwardly glancing away.

Ariv: Ariv chuckled sweetly, his cheeks blushing faintly from the compliment as he gently poured the stew into a bowl before placing a spoon inside it. "All done."

Chris: he wrapped George up in the fluffy towel, the towel was about as large as a blanket so it did the job well. He then wrapped a towel around his waist before picking George back up and making sure he was covered. "Are you warm? Enough?"

George: George nodded sheepishly. "You don't have to carry me you know?" George mumbled quietly.

Ariv: "Alastor slow down! You'll choke if you continue at this pace!!" Ariv warned, a concerned look on his face.

Chris: he giggled innocently kissing his forehead. "You're always walking everywhere though, I know I'd rather be carried around then walk if I had already been walking all day." He smiled before leaving the restroom, bringing George over to the bed and setting him down next to a gift box.

George: "Damn you and your adorable flattering," George grumbled, placing his head in Chris's chest. When they arrived at the bedroom, George glanced at the gift. "Should I open it now or...?"

Ariv: "Are you suggesting that I purposely made bad food for you?" Ariv questioned. "That is simply something I would never do nor even think of!!" Ariv tapped him lightly upside the head, causing little to no pain what so ever. "Now slow down your eating mister!"

Chris: he nodded his head looked excited. "It took me hour to pick out!... probably because I know nothing about them but... I tried for you!!" He ran a hand through his still dripping wet hair out of nervousness.

George: "Thank you, Chris," George smiled sweetly before opening the gift, already knowing he'd like it.

Ariv: "I am not nice enough to you," Ariv sighed, kissing Alastor's cheek before going and rinsing out the bowl he used to clean.

Chris: he had gotten George a porcelain doll, specifically a male one wearing an orange dress. He smiled chewing on his lip. "Do you like it?? If you don't I can return it and you can choose one you like better! I just wanted it to be a surprise.."