Hope tilted his head innocently when he saw that Alex left the room without saying anything back and it made him pretty anxious, the last person he said he loved them was his mother and now he was left with no one he loved. No one he cared for. Hope forced out a smile when he saw Alex come in soup and water placing it on his lap. "Thanks, I agree." He said softly as he picked up the spoon and started sipping on it. The salty broth only made him want to drink more.<br/><br/>He grabbed the water and drank half the glass in a few swift gulps non stop until he heard Alex speak up saying he wasn't upset with him. Claiming that he didn't deserve to be loved. That only his family said it too him and he was just doing what a normal person should be doing. "But that is what makes you different Alex. Normal people don't help the less fortunate. They don't help those in need. They only care about themselves. I look into your eyes and see nothing but hope. I look and see what my mom used to see in me."<br/><br/>He sighed as he took another couple bites of the soup and could feel a warmth circulate through him. "Alex you deserve love. And I want to give you love. I mean if you'd let me." Hope looked down at his bowl of soup and sighed, he knew that he was going to have to explain some things. "Alex, something happened.. And it made me this way, I am just broken and you see through that. I have fallen for you. If it is too much for you I will stop. I just thought I should be honest with you."<br/><br/>Hope continued eating his soup and halfway through the bowl he looked up and said in no more than a whisper "Thanks for the soup." Hope downed the rest of his water ridding the salty chicken broth flavor from his throat.