Veil of Elysium

⅋ - Bring my muse hot chocolate and a warm blanket

Shiro blinked, trying to understand what she meant.  Jolted as if he were supposed to be someplace else.  It wasn’t right that he ate this, and the others… couldn’t, they had Green Goo.  Shaking a bit as he shoved himself away from the table.  “You’re right!  I should be with the other PALADINS!!!”

Gazing down at the clothes he was wearing, these weren’t his. “Wear is my Paladin suit??”

Jon flinched, but looked concerned as he looked up at Shiro.

Jon approached carefully, not wanting to startle the other young man awake. He gently prodded the stranger’s shoulder.

Or reversed:

⅋ - Bring my muse hot chocolate and a warm blanket

“It’s a long story…. One that is the fate of the universe I suppose.  Having to save it from the Galra….”  He took the bottle of Sriracha from Jon when he was done.  Smiling at the bottle drawing red lines across the creamy surface of the eggs folded in perfection.  The slight tumble of bell peppers and mushrooms mixed among cheese.

He cut a piece and he made of face of joy there.  Damn that was good.  “Oh, oh….that is so good.”

She chuckled and shook her head. “That’s the question I’m sure you’re sick of people asking,” she said. “I’m asking what you’re doing here, at a stranger’s house, instead of your own family’s. I’m sure they miss you.”

And his sister hated Nico’s guts. That, too.

He held a thin, wooden stick in his hands, flexible and about a meter in length, and he seemed to be examining it with careful attention. “Can you guess what they were about?”

⅋ - Bring my muse hot chocolate and a warm blanket

Shiro came down along with Jon, but not before he told him.  “I really didn’t know what to make of that, being I hadn’t rested probably being up in space.  Night and day kind of run together.”

They then sat down at the table and didn’t let her wait any longer feeding them.  His eyes growing wide at the sight of something not green.  He grinned.  “Omelette looks great!”

“Why thank you, kind sir, I do know my way around a spatula,” she said, smiling. “Sriracha?”

“Yes, please!” Jon said, making grabby hands for the bottle. The kitsune chuckled as she handed it to him.

⅋ - Bring my muse hot chocolate and a warm blanket

“Oh gods, mushrooms….  I hadn’t had those in a while…..I love the taste of those…..”

Shiro hadn’t been in a home in a long time.  He supposed it was natural to feel out of place, like he didn’t belong there.  In a slow stride down the stairs with Jon, he took in the decorations, the lifestyle of the two that lived there.  He felt like he was an alien instead of who he really was.  The arm that not been part of him long, felt heavy almost with guilt. 

“Yeah, Mom’s got a thing about knowing just what you need. Lemme guess, last night she stuck you on the couch with that fluffy blanket and a cup of tea?” Jon tilted his head back slightly to smile at him. “You look like the type of guy she likes to pamper before she lets ‘em leave.”

Jon blinked blankly for a moment, his cheeks reddening.

“Was that a pickup line?” he asked. “And is this, um…you’re wearing a ribbon. This is a solicitation, isn’t it?”

His entire face, plus neck and ears, was as red as a boiled lobster now.

Icarus blinks. “Oh havens, no I’m not after that.” He said while looking at him with a kind smile. “Besides I just enjoy spending time with you and wouldn’t mind more of that if anything.”

He blushed brightly and hid his face in his hands.