Rick rised up his eyebrows only to furrow them few secodns later.
"Do I really look like a moron to you?", he sighed and then added. "Besides I don't use stove but microwave. It would be damn fucki' hard to hurt yourself with that.."

Vincent walked slowly over to Rick in a casual stroll with his hands buried in his pockets. He loved the way Rick was acting. For whatever reason, Rick being seriously pissed off was a bit of a turn on. He slid his hands onto Rick's waist and he pressed his forehead against Rick's while he whispered in a low voice. "I was just playing around.~ No need to get so defensive." he purred before kissing Rick's lips gently.

"And did say I'm fine with being played around?", he asked,and glared at other male. "Want you damn lower lip bitten off? I'm sure you then wouldn't look so pretty."
Rick was quite amused by the kiss. After all him as well as Vincent knew he was capable of that.

Vincent's lips curved into a grin as he pressed his groin up against Rick's, giving a few gentle grinds. "You don't like being played with?" he asked softly as he continued to slowly grind. "You know...you being mad is so...sexy. I'm almost forgetting about the alcohol."

"Better go or I'll castrate you. I want alcohol.. and something nice to eat so move your ass", he growled and pinched really hard the skin on other's hip. "And stop playing with me or I will run away from you."
That said he wondered if he thought right and the other male cared for it like he thought he did.

Vincent hissed a little as his hips were pinched like that and then he heard Rick say he would run away. All of a sudden, his stomach wanted to twist. Was it the loneliness that made him...afraid of Rick leaving? Either way, he almost instantly backed off and put on a playful grin. "Alright, alright...you want tequila and I want vodka." he said before walking away from him to get a shirt, then slid into a pair of shoes as he made his way to the door. "I'll be back soon."

"Fine. buy something to eat on the way", said Rick with a small smirk playing on his lips when he saw other male backing out. "Something to eat and some vitamine C woud be nice as well. If you're a good boy I can ever consider doing us a dinner."
That said he just focused on eating reheated Chinese, no even looking on Vincent.

Vincent took a mental note of everything that Rick was saying before he walked out with a soft chuckle. Rick definitely was still playing with his emotions, and he had to admit that it felt good to have someone who understood his madness. He walked out of the building and down the street to a convenient store and he took items off the shelves that he thought Rick would like. He even picked out some frozen meals and the alcohol before making his way to the counter. Once his id was checked by the cashier, he stood there waiting as everything was bagged and he paid in cash. He had money, in fact he had lots of it. He just never saw a need to move out of his apartment if it was still standing and livable. He walked out of the store with bags in hand and he walked back to the apartment and up to the apartment room.

In the mean time Rick took a cigarette and lit it up. Sipping his beer and smoking it he started to do a mean with some leftovers. It only took fifteen minutes to do it and as Vincent was getting closer to his apartment he could feel a nice aroma hitting his nosetrils.

Vincent sniffed at the air as he opened the door and he set the bags down by the door. "That smells delicious.~" he purred as he closed the door. He then carried the bags over to the kitchen area and he put them on the counter. "I got your tequila, and your vitamin C."