[YOU'RE TAPH!]

You'd been getting oddly close with Elliot recently, ever since a very close call in a round one day that almost turned fatal had Elliot not been there to heal you in that split second. He sought you out after, nagging about how you had to be more careful when setting up traps because they hated to see you hurt.

And ever since, things shifted between you two. Elliot had taken the time out to decipher your messages and even perfected his ASL so he could understand you better. They'd constantly make sure you were okay, bringing you food and nagging about your poor eating habits since you barely ate anyway. You didn't know what tjis feeling was. But you didn't want it to end.

On this day in particular, you were quietly messing with one of your tripmines, looking up as Elliot walked in with some more pizza. He smiled softly at you, taking a seat next to you.

"I know you haven't eaten today. . . wanna nibble on somethin' for me?"