Rec of the day

still wearing my slippers (and eat all the candies at home) by longsufferingly
hardison/parker, 500 words, G

The first day, he brings sandwiches.
"What are these?"
"See, this is a Ruben," he says, putting down the plate. "Corned beef? Rye bread? Sauerkraut? It's a good time on toast."
"Why is it here?"
"You eat fortune cookies for breakfast," he says. "Someone's gotta take care of you."