"Alex wake up." John's voice was soft. I opened my eyes and smiled.

"Hi." My voice was sleepy and rough.

He was carrying a tray with two bowls. "I brought dinner." He said setting the tray at the foot of the bed.

I sat up and took a deep breath, it smelled amazing. "I can walk to the kitchen." I said rubbing my eyes.

"I know," he handed me a bowl and a spoon, "I wanted to do this." He walked around and sat next to me on the bed and began eating his soup.

I ate a spoonful and nearly melted. "Oh my god, John where did you get this recipe?" I said eating more.

"I made it up." He shrugged.

"Write it down oh my gosh."

"If it'll get you eating I will do anything." He said softly.

"Mmh, stop talking, more eating this is amazing." I said almost done with the bowl.

"We should move to the kitchen." John laughed and got up.

"Good, I need more soup." I said getting up and following him to the kitchen.

I'm so hungry