#mate verse

It was a relief to finally have Ian home after searching for the man for so long though it was a bittersweet feeling as the man he'd found was nothing like the man he remembered from his childhood. Then again, maybe he had changed as much as Ian had though possibly in different ways. Either way, Ian was finally with him, where Tyler felt he belonged, and the alpha was going to do all he could to make sure the omega felt comfortable and at home.

He didn't often cook since he was usually busy with work but he could still do it if he felt the need. With Ian upstairs sleeping and recovering from the no doubt horrific ordeal he'd been put through for the last fifteen years, there was a definite need. It was easy to whip up a shepherd's pie once he had the ingredient, a sad smile on his lips as he pulled the dish from the oven as he remembered all the times he and Ian had made it together when they were younger and times were happier.

After letting the dish cool, Tyler served a healthy portion onto a plate and made his way up the stairs to the room he'd designed with Ian in mind. He knocked on the door to let the omega know he was there before opening the door slowly and carrying the plate inside. Setting the dish down on the bedside table along with a tall glass of orange juice.

Giving Ian a smile, he reached out to touch the other's shoulder though he stopped himself short and let his hand fall back to his side. Tyler moved back toward the end of the bed and sat himself on the edge though he was turned toward the older male. "Are you hungry? I made your favorite," he prompted the other with a nod of his head toward the shepherd's pie sitting on the bedside table, "You don't have to eat it all. I just wanted to make sure you had enough to eat your fill."