Az feels his face flush more when he hears Dominic chuckle ant the sound of his first moan. He peers at the other man for a moment, watching him drink the coffee, his eyes scanning the other man’s appearance. He was surprised to see him in just the t-shirt and sweats, having thought the man dressed nicer on a regular occurance. Though he supposed people did need a break from the confines of nice clothes.
He swiftly finishes the rest of his plate and leans back closing his eyes for a moment, “It happens occasionally. If I’m overwhelmed or something, I can’t eat for about a day. Sometimes it lasts longer than that, but most times Just a day.” He leans back in his seat, thinking for a moment, “Normally I have quite the appetite, so don’t worry about me not eating. I’m just adjusting.“
He taps his fingers on the table, running his free hand down his face, trying to clear the blush away.