Krem hummed a little bit. They'd made a sizable dent in the food, and he was also feeling more than pleasantly full; but his experience with Chinese food was that it tended to fill you up quickly and burn off fairly rapidly.

With the food pushed aside for now--he'd get up and put it in the refrigerator in a moment--Krem curled in even more against Thomas. It was not quite how he'd imagined a lie in, sprawled on the couch and only nominally paying attention to the television when there was a warm body tucked close to him.

He reached for Thomas's hand and tangled their fingers together, the way that their angles were wrapped against each other, and sighed softly. A content smile spread over his face.