“It’s just a shirt,” Gideon insisted, smirking a little bit and filling his own mug with cocoa. It was funny. Most of the time when people came to visit, Gideon needed to entertain them somehow. Movies or TV or something to keep their minds occupied. With Katie, even though they’d known each other since what felt like the dawn of time, when they spent time together, all they needed to do was just sit in the kitchen or the living room or wherever, and they still managed to have fun, even if it was just talking. He pushed some stray, shaggy pieces of hair from his face and watched her wipe her eyes again.
Topping it off with enough marshmallows to stuff a pillow, he put his hand over the top to help them melt faster and put his free elbow on the table to prop up his head. Focusing on the cocoa seemed to bring Katie’s smile back, even though it was a tiny, thoughtful one instead of a huge gleeful one. It was a start.
Then, she went on with his little smile advice and Gideon was barely able to fight off a laugh, but kept it down long enough to smile back at her and nod his head, pursing his lips together in approval. “P-perfect!” Gideon made the ‘OK’ symbol and nodded his head once again. “I think it’s better than wasting your smile,” he insisted, grinning still. It was always a good feeling when he could make someone smile when they were feeling down. And the laugh just sealed the deal. He’d actually managed to take the first steo in bringing her back to old Katie.
“Hey, hugs, smiles and c-cocoa are the best therapy ever!” he insisted. “It’s impossible not t-to smile when you have a cup of cocoa in your hand! Or under your hand,” he paused, removing his hand from the top and grinning at the white foam that the melted marshmallows had created on top of his drink.