#norrix

"Let me take care of that for you, schatje," Martijn offered, taking a stack of dried plates from him. Lando couldn't muster the energy to deny his help. He'd been running on fumes for hours now, but had been trying his best to hide it.

Not only had his work day gone much longer than expected due to some last-second schedule changes, but the commute home had been awful. He'd been on his feet for hours, and his social battery had been thoroughly depleted. But then, while he'd been on his way home, he'd gotten a text from Martijn saying that his flight had landed and he was on his way to Lando's apartment.

He'd immediately tossed out his plans for an early night in favor of welcoming Martijn home properly. His boyfriend deserved only the best, after all.

He'd picked up a bouquet of flowers and some ingredients for dinner, and made his way home to finally greet Martijn. They'd been apart for weeks, and their reunion deserved a proper date night. Once he'd helped Martijn get settled in, Lando had put together one of their favorite meals and set the table to look all romantic, with the flowers in the center and the lights lowered just enough to set the mood. Between putting away luggage, cooking food, and cleaning everything up, Lando wasn't sure how much further his energy would take him. But Martijn deserved to relax and settle in after his travels, so Lando pushed himself onward.

Martijn noticed, of course. He knew Lando like no one else did. And he knew exactly how to slide in and offer help without making Lando feel inadequate for needing it.

It started with quiet, subtle things, like handing Lando the dishtowel before he said anything, or opening a drawer to help him put utensils away. Then he offered help with soft words, letting Lando know that he was always there to offer a hand.

"Oh, you don't have to," Lando said, more on principle than anything else. Martijn was a guest in his home (though he hoped for the day that it would officially become their home, not just his). He deserved to be pampered, especially after a day of traveling. It didn't matter how tired Lando felt, nothing was going to stop him from providing the best for him. He'd probably fall asleep as soon as they sat down together, but that was okay, as long as he was the best host possible.

Martijn, though, always seemed to know when Lando needed a little extra help, even when he said nothing out loud.

"I'd like to," Martijn insisted gently. Setting the dishes in the cupboard, he smiled and leaned in to kiss Lando's cheek. "You're tired, liefje. Let me give you a hand, okay? Then we can cuddle even sooner."

That was actually an excellent point that Lando hadn't even considered. "Okay, but I'm making you breakfast tomorrow. Don't you even think about getting out of bed first. I'm your host, it's only polite."

Martijn grinned, and slipped an arm around Lando's waist to tug him close. "Only if I get to wake you up the way I want to tomorrow," he murmured suggestively in his ear.

Lando swallowed, feeling himself flush. "I can live with that," he admitted.

Note the necklace Lando is wearing in the third doodle - that's his kyber crystal! He prefers to use it as something to center on when he needs to focus or calm himself, rather than turn it into a weapon.

The other critters pictured are:

Jimmy, Sassy, and Donut, Max's Loth-cats (they are just as mischievous as you'd expect)

Roscoe, Lewis' akk dog (also a Force-sensitive creature, they form a telepathic bond with their master)

Leo, Charles' Loth-wolf (who actually has dwarfism, which is probably a good thing for Charles, considering that a normal Loth-wolf would dwarf the biggest draft horse on Earth!)