Page 27 of His Theo

“It is an odd expression that means I will not react the same way humans would.” He didn’t seem to mind explaining the obvious since I’d missed it. “I must restrain myself from making excessive decisions for humans.”

He gave a liquidy shrug that made me smile. “Most humans do not appear as if they are…confident decision-makers.”

We were all indecisive subs compared to them.

Yep, that shouldn’t have surprised me.

Frowning and looking adorably confused, he sighed. “Most are even non-decisive in grocery decision-making.”

We must’ve driven him nuts on a regular basis.

“That’s probably stressful since most of the time you can’t help.” I’d never be able to put myself in his shoes on that one, but I could tell from his expression how painful it was. “Most people don’t realize they’re stressing you out, though.”

And most didn’t understand how stressed they were making themselves.

Master sighed again. “I am filled with self-restraint.”

Yep.

“You don’t have to have self-restraint with me, though.” Ignoring how stupid that’d sounded and the red flags that were almost neon they were so bright, I kept going. “I like it when you make decisions for me.”

That was going to come back and bite me in the ass, but I couldn’t hold it in. He was so sad about not being able to help more people.

Limbs stroked over me more excitedly and it was almost like I could feel him getting lighter. “I am confident that is something that will make me happier, my Theo.”

I was an idiot…but I was an idiot with a very happy…boyfriend?

All I could do was snuggle against him and ignore the very logical points that popped up in the back of my head. I didn’t care that it could backfire. He was happy and I was getting lots of cuddles. I’d figure out how it would go wrong later.

Much later when future Theo would just roll his eyes and grumble about what an idiot past Theo had been.

“I’m glad, Master.” Yes, we’d just work on finding lots of ways he could make decisions for us.

It would be fine.

Yes, I could draw reasonable boundaries and tell him no if it came down to it.

Hopefully.

As long as he didn’t look sad.

After getting a kiss on the head and a few more snuggly hugs with wandering limbs that reminded me just how half-naked I was, Master relaxed his hold on me. “My first decision-making task is to let you know that you must be bathed.”

Definitely.

“Yes, Master.” My immediate agreement made him puff up with pleasure.

“Then you shall explain your physical sleeping preferences and nighttime relaxation rituals.” He said it so confidently I had a feeling he’d read that from some sort of manual. “Humans sleep in a variety of clothing and some even use sounds or music to be at ease.”

“I can do that.” Yes, that wouldn’t be hard. “I’ll tell you how I like to sleep.”

I managed to do that in a reasonable way most nights, but I wasn’t going to confess about the times I’d fallen asleep on the couch because going to bed was sometimes hard.

Nope.

I wasn’t going to confess those bad decisions unless I absolutely had to.

“Good boy, my human.” After giving me a pat on the head, his limbs went to work stripping me.

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