Imperfections (Eventually will be Jorian)

Dinner?

Finally John and Dorian were done in Winchester. John was driving again, probably for the better. In the silence, John's stomach growled. He hadn't had much to eat all day, thanks to work.

"You're hungry." Dorian said, looking over at John with a small smirk. John rolled his eyes. "Yes, I am hungry. It happens."

"Then you should do something about it." Dorian suggested with a slightly quirked eyebrow.

"We will be taking a detour then."

"I don't eat." Dorian protested.

"I don't care." John retorted. "I'm not going to dinner alone."

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Dinner was slightly awkward, but not impossibly so. Dorian just sat there, eyes closed for a while as John ate. But soon, John was trying to spark a conversation.

"Can you actually sleep?" The detective asked curiously. Dorian nodded a little and blinked at John a bit.

"Rudy made it an alternate method of charging. I've only tried a few times. So far I don't love it." He explained.

John raised an eyebrow slightly. "Why not?"

"Dreams." Dorian answered simply.