Román started processing for a moment, just staring at the kid and the dog. As quietly as he could, he made his way toward the kid, poking their cheek “Hello?-“
He blinked “What the hell-“ he whispered to himself and looked around, debating what to do. He sighed and gently shook him with his free hand “Hey, kid-“ he spoke softly.
“Woah!” He said and stepped back, putting his hands up a little “Hey I’m not here to hurt you kid, I was just curious how you got into my house-“ he spoke calmly and nodded.
“Alright, glad we got that settled-“ he said and sighed, rubbing his temples “Just, sleep as much as you need, and keep the knife away.” He said and nodded.
He groaned a little as he heard noises, yawning and stretched. He opened his eyes and moved his head a bit to look at him “Oh my god.” He whispered and sighed.
He sighed and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He moved the blanket aside and walked to the kitchen “Good morning.” He spoke as he looked through the fridge as well, getting eggs and some bacon out.
His eye twitched a bit “I’m trying my best to be a decent person here, the least you could do is the same-“ he spoke and huffed, looking back at the pan as he cooked.
He looked at the dog and blinked “Hopefully you’re nicer.” He said and took a piece of bacon, crouching down and handed it to him “Want some?” He asked and smiled.
He winced a little and sighed “Damn.” He mumbled and shook it off, grabbing a napkin and wiped off the blood, throwing it away and grabbed a bandage, wrapping it around the area he was bit.
He sighed and shook it off, grabbing a plate. He gently served eggs and a strip of bacon into the plate, looking down at him “Do you want some?” He asked.
He just stared in disbelief, about to comment but in the end decided not to. He grabbed another plate and served himself food, sitting down on the dining table and ate his own food.
He nodded and stood up, walking to the fridge and opened it “What do you want? I’ve got milk, apple juice, orange juice, soda, water.” He spoke and looked back at him.
He stared at him in disbelief again, blinking. He sighed and grabbed another cup, pouring apple juice for himself and went to sit back down, sipping his juice and kept eating.
“Oh my god you’re not joking-“ he whispered and blinked “Oh hell no, if you’re going to be staying here, you need a shower.” He said with a nod “A shower is simple, just washing your hair and body.” He said and nodded.
He winced but kept holding him “Don’t make this harder than it had to be!” He complained and walked to the bathroom, still holding him while he filled the tub with water.
He winced a lot but kept filling the tub anyways “It’s for your own good, kid!” He said and reached for some bubble soap, pouring some into the water and tossed in a rubber ducky.
“Ow f**k!” He yelled and pulled him away, wincing “Don’t do that, kid! Look it’s not going to hurt you in any way, it’s just a simple bath!” He said and frowned.
“Stop it kid!” He said and frowned. He put him down and then immediately ran out of the room, closing the door and held the handle “You’re going to take a bath! Hell, you might even like it!”
He scoffed and sighed, draining the water from the tub. He rolled his eyes and went into his room, getting out clothes and then went into his private bathroom, closing the door and turned the water on.
He went ahead and took a shower himself. After around fifteen minutes, he came out. He was drying his hair and wearing comfy clothes, sighing as he put his towel in a laundry hamper.
He looked over at him and sighed, shaking his head. He quietly walked past him and grabbed a blanket, crouching down beside him and gently put it over him.
He sighed “Get some rest kid.” He said and gently pet his head. He stood back up and carefully sat beside him, turning the TV on but kept the volume down, putting on a movie for himself and watched quietly.
“I won’t do anything, I promise.” He spoke calmly and slowly “Just don’t look at me like that.” He said with a slow nod. He stayed up for a few more seconds, slowly sitting back down after.