@stcries asked: ”pow, i promise, i’m fine.” he’s almost immediately on the defensive, both in terms of tone and body language. had he been staying up late again, neglecting his own needs in favour of research again even despite their warnings? perhaps, but he wasn’t going to admit to it aloud…thankfully he didn’t have to, as the audible growl from his stomach was enough proof of his lies.
hehe, for our little au we’ve got cooking :>
"you're not fine," pow snaps in reply. patience has never been their strong suit, and seeing viktor work himself to the bone is only making them grind their teeth.
his stomach growls, and jinx has had enough. grabbing his hands, they lift them to shove their way between him and the table. they apply their full weight into pushing him away from his research. dropping his hands once they deem him far away enough, pow crosses their arms in defiance. "you're going to have dinner with me, and you're going to go to sleep after. or i'm going to start hiding all of your notes."