1x1 with icycycle - angelxdemon

[velasco]

"Confession time," Shylo started, "I'm a really picky eater. Pizza's disgusting, burritos are disgusting, seafoods disgusting. I cook a lot, but I barely eat the food I cook. I think the only food I really like here is anything overly salty." He shot a glance at Rei. "But whatever you want to eat is fine," he flashed a smile through his words. As the smile faded, he adverted his gaze to the sidewalk they walked on.

He walked, eyes to the ground. They weren't far from his apartment. His eyes focused on his shoes as one fell in front of the other. A smile spread across his face, seemingly out of no where. For the first time in over a hundred years, he'd felt happy. And ironically enough, the cause of that was a demon. His apartment was in sight soon enough, and he picked up his pace. Once they were within a few feet of it, he reached his free arm around to his pocket and grabbed his keys, fumbling around with them. It wasn't the easiest thing to do with one free arm, but he made it work.

Making his way up the stairs, he found the right key. By the time he'd found the right key, they were at his door. He freed his arm, grabbing the door handle with that hand, key in the other hand. Unlocking his door, he swung it open and stepped in, offering Rei to come in. Once she had, he shut the door behind them. Without thinking, he slipped his shirt and jacket off and walked to his makeshift bedroom which was only a room away. After grabbing a new shirt and pants in one hand, old, wet shirt and jacket in the other, he stepped out of his bedroom. He smiled softly at Rei, dimples showing, and ran his fingers through his wet hair with the hand whose arms were holding the wet articles. He made his way to his bathroom, leaving the door open behind him. Throwing his wet clothes into the laundry basket placed in the corner of the bathroom, he immediately changed after. A plain v-neck gray t-shirt and blue jeans. He'd never really dressed to impress, even before he died. He'd always just thrown on whatever he could find. He stepped out, a towel in his hand as he ruffled his hair with it.

He spotted Rei and offered a small smile before throwing the towel into the bathroom in the basket. Walking back into the living room and kitchen area, he looked at Rei once more. "So, where do you want to go?" he asked.

[icycycle]

Rei accepted Shylo's invitation to go into his apartment. She watched (a bit awkwardly, and she hoped he didn't notice) him pull off his wet shirt, the muscles on his back clearly defined and moving with his body as he looked for a dry shirt.

Rei loved being with Shylo, and she wanted to spend every minute with him. "You know what," she said, walking over to him. "Cook something for us. I'll help you!" Shylo's new shirt was soft, and she gently rubbed it between her fingers, breathing him in. He always smelled light, and she loved it.

[velasco]

A smile spread across Shylo's face. It was giddy and playful. His dimples showed as his smile grew to show his teeth somewhat. "Are you sure?" he asked, "We can go somewhere if you want. And if not, I can cook it by myself." His cheeks grew a rosy red as Rei placed his shirt between her fingers.

His cheeks remained red as he focused on Rei's face more. Her cheekbones were one of the things that he noticed first about her, as well as her lips. Without thinking his actions over much, he brought his hand up Rei's cheek and caressed it. After realizing how creepy and awkward he was being, his cheeks grew a brighter red and spread to his nose. His hand fell to his side as he stepped away from Rei, running his fingers through his damp hair. Eyes falling to the ground, he was clearly embarrassed. He'd never been bold, human or angel, and he'd completely just embarrassed himself. If you were to watch a movie with a typical bad boy whose overly cocky and a good girl whose never touched another human in her entire life, you'd picture Shylo as the awkward girl.

Biting his lip, he headed for his kitchen portion of the main room, eyes to the ground.

[icycycle]

"Yes, I'm sure," Rei said. Shylo blushed a vivid red that stood out on his pale cheeks. She took in a small breath as Shylo gently laid his hand on her cheek. What were they becoming? They had grown so close, so fast. Yet Shylo was the one human (okay, actually angel) that she trusted with all of her heart. She was a bit disappointed when he dropped his hand down, but she quickly shook the thought from her head. What was she expecting? They had only met a few days ago.

She trailed Shylo into the kitchen, and pulled open his refrigerator. "I'll help you look for ingredients, what do you need?" she asked.

[velasco]

"Depends what you want," Shylo said, his soft voice cracking with anxious hints as he spoke. "I make a mean spaghetti though," he laughed at his words. He sighed softly, walking around his kitchen. He'd grown so accustom to the setting he moved swiftly and carefully, almost as if it were a strategic dance he'd created. The color on his cheeks had died down, and his breath grew slower. He wasn't scared or anxious anymore, no longer uncomfortable. He paused as he reached for something, thinking his actions over. Why did he do that? Why did he put his hand on her cheek? He'd ruined anything they had. Friendship, anything they had. Shylo had always been the type of being to move too fast for everyone's liking, including his own. He grew to like people too quickly, and it was difficult for him to stop. Over his over one hundred years of being on Earth once more, though, he hadn't liked anyone. He'd barely made friends, let alone liked anyone. It was impractical for him to like someone, as they all were humans. But Rei was different. He could talk to her. Granted if Shylo wasn't an angel, he would have never even spoken to her longer than he needed to, so he thought perhaps it was fate. But he knew otherwise. He knew it was even more impractical for him to like her. So he figured he'd ruined everything and he might as well have stopped.

He looked at Rei, eyebrows furrowing. "Hey," he mumbled quietly, cheeks growing red once more, "I'm sorry."

[icycycle]

"Yes, you should be sorry," Rei said. "You should be sorry that you didn't tell me where the pasta is, so we can get started on the spaghetti!" she turned on the tap to wash her hands. She knew that Shylo was trying to apologize for touching her cheek, but honestly, he had nothing to be sorry for. The original magnetic repulsion that they had felt when they first brushed hands in English class had now transformed into a strong attraction. Rei felt safe and happy with Shylo, two feelings that she hadn't felt in a very long time.

She had had her fair share of boys, she supposed. There were many respectable boys back home anxious to court a girl from a respectable family. Yet with them, she had felt nothing. She had felt less than friends with them. Here she was, millions of miles and a dimension away from home, tripping and falling over an angel.

Turning off the tap, Rei dried her hands on a paper towel. "Let's get started! Tell me what to do!"

[velasco]

Shylo ran his fingers through his hair before bringing them to the sink. As he washed his hands, he spoke. "No," the words left his lips quietly and softly, "I- that's not what I meant. You know what I meant. Right?" he turned the water off, wiping his hands off with a towel. He exhaled softly, grabbing a box of spaghetti noodles. Handing it to Rei cautiously, he spoke once more, "Break these up. I don't mind how much. However much you prefer. Spaghetti noodles tend to grow in size as they cook, so I'd say break it up to half of what you think you'd eat and just a bit more for me."

He got his pot out of his cabinet. Spending over a hundred years on Earth, his collection of rather expensive and valuable possessions grew. His pot being one of them. His pot being his favorite one of them. He grabbed its handle before placing it on the burner carefully, turning the burner on to only about two. Making his way to the sink once more, he grabbed a bowl to put hot water in. Heating the water up, he glanced at Rei. Somehow she'd kept her composure and looked beautiful doing it. But Shylo knew that he was a hot mess. He knew his cheeks were red and he fumbled with his movements. When the water was finally hot enough, he poured a bit of it into the bowl and made his way to his pot he'd left on the burner. He poured the water into the burner, turning the burner up to around four. "Once this boils a bit, if you want to throw in the noodles you can, if not, I will." He was confident when speaking of preparing food, the only thing keeping him from apologizing every second to Rei was preparing the spaghetti in all honesty.

[icycycle]

Rei knew perfectly well what he meant. She stood silent, holding the box of noodles. "Yes, I do," she finally said. "You don't need to apologize."

Rei set to work breaking up the dry pasta. Was her tone a little too harsh? She wanted Shylo to know that she was in no way upset or frightened. In fact, she loved it. She snuck glances at Shylo, who was gliding around his kitchen as if he were lighter than air, bustling around collecting pots and boiling the water.

After measuring out a good amount of spaghetti noodles, she set the bowl next to the stove. "A watched boil never stoves," she murmured. "No, that's not right. A watched stove never boils? A watched POT never boils!" she finally got it. She had always fumbled with human "witty" idioms like that, they never made much sense.

[velasco]

Shylo cracked a smile, looking to Rei. "You're adorable," he almost whispered, unaware of his words. His cheeks flushed red, brighter than ever as he realized what he'd said. He only meant to think it, not say it. Looking to the ground, he continued, "But that makes no sense," he said this portion of his statement louder, hoping her attention would be drawn to that rather than when he called her adorable. His words were short, fast, rushed even. He hated, yet loved, how blunt Rei made him. It was a totally foreign concept to him. She was a totally foreign concept to him.

‣‣‣ sorry it's so short, i just got back from band and i'm half asleep!

[icycycle]

Rei couldn't help but blush. Suddenly, the dam that had been keeping her thoughts inside her head broke, and all of her words came tumbling out.

"Shylo, Shylo. You are the kindest, sweetest, most adorable person I have ever had the privilege to meet. You make me feel safe and happy just with your presence, and I already can't bear to spend a minute away from you. You are absolutely perfect, and I couldn't help but fall heels over head for you," Rei said, gasping for air. The words had come out so fast that she forgot to breathe.

"Um, I mean...head over heels," she whispered, looking down with her cheeks burning.