"Stop being such a smart ass and start cooking, reheating or whatever", he grumbled sanding Vincent a heavy stare. "You can always wake me up."

Vincent chuckled as he continued drying Rick off until his body was all dried off. "Alright, alright...I'll go see what we have." he replied with a smile before leaning down to gently kiss Rick's cheek.

Rick was way too tired to react on the kiss. He covered himself and before he noticed he was sleeping deeply.

Vincent smiled watching Rick fall asleep rather quickly after he covered himself up and he tossed the towel somewhere before leaving the bedroom to start cooking a frozen dinner in the microwave.

Rick was sleeping deeply. His messy black hair were sprawled on the pillow he was laying on while one of his shaply legs was sticking out from under covers.

Vincent came into the bedroom with the heated frozen meal with a fork sticking in it and he set it on the nightstand along with a bottle of beer, then he looked at Rick and couldn't help but faintly chuckle at how cute he looked with his messy hair and one leg sticking out from under the covers. He took his time examining the human before shaking him gently awake to eat. "Rick...Ricky~...your meal's ready."

Rick only groaned a bit and rolled on his other side. Sighing he nuzzled his face into the pillow and relaxed once again, still in deep sleep.

Vincent gently shook him again. "Ricky...honey...you need to eat. Your tummy's going to hurt later on." he said softly after Rick had turned himself over.

This time he opened his eyes only to glare at Vincet.
"Please do tell me that you didn't call my stomach a fuckin' tummy while call me shitty Ricky..", he muttered and then sat up, wincing softly.

Vincent chuckled softly at to he reaction he got and he helped Rick sit up slowly so he didn't strain himself. "I did...you don't like it when I talk like that?" he asked as he adjusted the pillows for Rick to sit up against them before placing his meal in his lap with the fork.