"You don't have to do this."

I stared at him as he poured me porridge. He looked at me annoyed. I opened my mouth and ate a spoonful of porridge.

"I can do it myself." I reasoned out.

"And I want to do it for you."

I pouted trying to hide the smiled on my face.

"I want to loose my limbs, then."

I chuckled to make everything light. He remained serious. He just put the spoon in front of my mouth again, waiting for me to open.

I shook my head. "I'm full now."

"One last." he spoke.

I sighed and opened my mouth. Almost disgusted I almost spit...