"…You're still ignoring me."
Min-jae didn't blink, he just kept staring at the table as if the answer to all his problems was carved directly into it.
Meical watched him for a long moment, then leaned on one elbow, turning his body fully toward him.
"I wasn't calling you a glutton.." he said, voice lowered, gentle. "I was teasing you. The same way you tease me, there wasn't any bite to it, I swear..."
Nothing.
Not even a glance.
Meical reached out and touched the edge of Min-jae's plate, spinning it slowly with one finger. "If I thought you ate too much, do you think I'd keep telling the cooks to make your favorite dishes? Hm?"
Still nothing.
But Min-jae's ears went a little pink.
Meical noticed immediately and that gave him the confidence to lean closer.
"You know I like it when you enjoy your food.." he murmured. "Seeing you eat well makes me feel like I'm taking care of you properly."
