This is what he needed.
Ever since Maren had found him at his lowest of lows, he felt as if he wouldn't find that little ray of sunlight that would keep his head above the Darkness. Maren was his anchor, keeping him from going astray. She called him every morning, and requested that they get put back on the same shifts again. Even though Theo begged her not to, that she didn't have to change her schedule just for him- but she was persistent and made it happen anyways. She even checked on him throughout the day to make sure he was alright. A weak smile spread across his face as the phone went off in his pocket again, he pulled it out and gave his head a small shake.
Typing up a reply once more, his reactions were still off from the terrible way he had treated his body, and he couldn't do anything other than cry out at his phone when he sent the message calling Chase 'Copper,' instead of 'Cooper.' The horror stricken look upon his face had a couple customers staring at him, and he quickly composed himself and apologized with a darker blush upon his cheeks than before. With record setting texting skills, he sent a reply blaming his auto-correct. Hopefully, and this is the only time Theo had thought it since he met Chase- that he wasn't Copper, and he wouldn't freak out.
He couldn't let Copper see him in this state. That isn't how their first meeting should go.
Turning in his seat, Theo kept his head rested against the glass, waiting on the pizza he was offering Chase for letting him come over. His stomach growled, and he wrapped his arm around it to try and keep the pains away. He still wasn't eating like he should be, but Maren didn't need to know that. So as he sat there in the parlor, surrounded by baking pizzas and sizzling pasta bowls, he couldn't help but close his eyes to keep from looking like a madman.
Apparently he was hungrier than he thought.
His phone went off again, and Theo's face just flushed harder. Even though it had been a month or so since him and Chase had met, he couldn't help but question whether or not the boy was flirting with him or just joking around. Granted, this was probably forming from his internal arguments about his feelings towards the boy. His name was called and he jerked it up to stare at the young woman behind the counter with a slightly confused expression. She was holding out the large box for him.
Oh. Right. The pizza.
Laughing weakly at his foolishness, he paid for dinner and gave her a nod of his head. He apologized and weaved through the line of customers that had suddenly came out of no where, thankful that the pizza was nice and warm as a breeze brushed past him.
Even though Maren was against it, she encouraged Theo to go out tonight. He really just thought it best to lounge about on the couch another night, letting Tobi sleep on his neck like he use to when Theo would sleep; but something was eating at the corners of his brain. Something was telling him to stop having a pity party and go apologize to Chase. Good thing too, because he had to keep his mind focused on something apart from the warm pizza box that was tempting him. He had gotten the largest pizza they offered, covered in double pepperoni, chicken, ham, and bacon. Hopefully Chase wouldn't mind.
Making his way through the quiet sidewalk, Theo kept his conversation with Chase going. He couldn't believe how Chase had taken the foam sword comment, and his face was still red from the Princess talk. Chase's sense of humor might be the death of him one of these days. Stopping at a crosswalk, he sent his reply about offering to do his dishes. How hard would it be to rinse them off and stick them in a dishwasher? Why was Chase making such a big deal about dishes anyways? It wasn't like he used anything more than utensils, right? After all, he was the Take-Out King.
Crossing the street with a couple other passerbyers, Theo checked the numbers on the buildings until he came to Chase's building. He knew he was still out for his run with Red, so he didn't mind waiting. She was more important than Theo.
Looking up at the gray and gloomy sky, he sighed through his nose. The smell of rain brought a heavy shiver through his body, and he pushed away the linger thought of his last night in his world. This isn't what he needed to think about. Not when he was trying to put the "I'm okay" facade across Chase. He smiled softly as he thought about the blonde friend he had made. At least, he could call him a friend, right? Chase had mentioned him as a friend, and his Princess too- apparently, in his last text, so yes. They were friends.
His chest tightened a bit, wondering why Chase was making him feel that way that he did when thought about him in depth. His phone went off, and he groaned softly and let his head thump softly against the brick of the building. Just because Theo had told him he wasn't being cute, didn't mean he had to bring up cheeks, did it? Shutting his eyes, he thought about the cocky grin Chase was probably wearing at his witty comment, and Theo felt his stomach do a little flip. A flash a panic shot through him, and he quickly pushed the thought aside. It was only doing that because he was hungry. Yes.
His stomach was obviously full of butterflies because he was hungry. Not because he was thinking of the cheeky blonde boy with the tousled hair and heart melting grin.
Sending him a reply questioning his ability to walk through doors with his ego, Theo gave a small chuckle. It felt foreign to his ears, and he blinked rapidly a few times. Had he really fallen down into his own Darkness that far, that he forgot what his chuckles and laughs sounded like? Dropping his phone into his jacket pocket, he ran his hand through his hair. It had grown a bit since he last saw Chase, and he knew the Princess comment would come back without a second thought crossing Chase's mind. Maybe he should have gotten a foam sword. Or a bat. They made foam bats, right? Either way, he was going to need something to bust that precious ego of Chase's down with.
Another breeze caressed his flesh and he shivered, holding the pizza close. Normally it wouldn't bother him, but after the hardships he put his body through, he was just praying he wouldn't get sick. He was just about to cave and start eating, when he heard the familiar bark of Red, and he looked up to see her and Chase making their way towards the entrance way. A warm, welcoming smile split across his face, and it hurt. He hadn't smiled that wide in ages.
Sitting the too large pizza box on the collection of mailboxes for the apartment, he knelt down and opened his arms for the gorgeous red Husky he picked out for Chase. As she pretty much jumped into his embrace, he wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled his cheek against her muzzle. "Hey there Beautiful. You look fantastic!" As he scratched her thoroughly behind her ears, he shot Chase a playful glare. "And I wasn't talking about you, either." Laughing softly, he nuzzled his forehead against hers before standing back up again. Brushing his pant legs off, he actually looked at Chase and felt his breathe catch in his throat.
The grin that Chase worse upon his face made Theo's chest hurt, and he licked at his lips to try and find the right words. His memory did no proper judgement on how Chase looked as he stood before him. Forcing out a weak laugh, he scratched at the back of his neck. Unable to find any proper words to saw, he quickly pulled the large pizza box from the mailboxes and showed Chase his offering.
"I-uh, got us some pizza. If... uh- if that's alright?" He swallowed hard and tried to look everywhere but at Chase. He was finding that even harder, and finally settled on fixing his gaze upon Chase's face. "That is, if the Chores Monster doesn't get to it first."