#rgbfverse

There wasn’t a lot of time that YS had with the space giant. In reality there were only enough times that he could count them on a single hand. It wasn’t really Adonis’ fault though. Being so large off base, shrinking down as much as he can just to get some company. If YS ever thought his height caused issues, he really had to shut up around Adonis. He felt bad for him.

He felt worse that the circumstances that they were hanging out under were so grim.

Adonis had managed to sneak up on him despite his size. But YS hadn’t really been paying all that much attention. He was too far from home, out in some field way off the side of the road. Laying flat on his back and staring up at the sky that held no stars, until it did. Which hadn’t made any sense until the stars moved. Right. It was actively snowing, and YS really shouldn’t be out there. But he was, and he wasn’t alone.

Maybe later when he stopped being so numb, he could warm himself with the appreciation he would feel. But YS also didn’t really know how to talk to the space giant, so while Adonis had stood towering over him, he beckoned without words to come closer and join him. The big guy was acting like an umbrella for him, but that didn’t seem fair. So instead, they sat staring at the sky together, snowflakes slowly covering them.

Huh. Did the snowflakes melt on Adonis’ skin, or did he have the same problem? Cold-blooded or something like that? Maybe he should ask. He barely knew anything about the other, and that was failing to sit right with him. He should do more.

“Didn’t really expect any company tonight, you know. I didn’t think anyone would find me, heh… I shouldn’t be out here.” YS says, shivering a little with the bite of the winter cold. “I haven’t seen you around in a while. I’m not really sure how to even contact you. You’re usually, up there, yeah? I wonder what that’s like…”

The giant’s head was tilted slightly in YS’s direction. Listening, keeping an eye. It was nice. Despite his inability to speak, it felt like there was still a two-way conversation happening.

“Space is so empty. I know. It’s a type of cold I have never experienced before, and I don’t think I ever will. If I tried, I would die in a heartbeat. But it’s still tempting. I have a problem with temptation and cold together. The cold will kill me eventually. Even being out here right now is a detriment to my health, but…it’s tempting. And I wish I could ask you about what it’s like up there. I don’t want to make it sound like I’m fully glorifying it. I know what that kind of place is like. Beautiful but hauntingly lonely.”

The closest YS would ever get to that was mirror space. Not quite the stars, but a seemingly never-ending dimension that anyone without skill could get lost in. Empty. Even less to look at. Space at least had stars, nebulas, heavenly bodies every so often and still visible from so far away. Mirror space had nothing in reality.

“If I remember right, you came to be in the Milky Way close to our solar system. Well, close to the solar system in your world. Made you able to come to Earth and see other things alive. But I know it must have been lonely on the journey to get there. I don’t doubt that light years are still insane distances to travel. I can’t fathom it. So much… nothing, for so long, so many periods of time. The idea of being alone in the universe has a morbid temptation in my head, but I think I would go insane. But you managed to survive it. I really do admire you for that. But I also wish that you hadn’t had to even go through it. You never deserved to be alone like that.”

YS looked over and made eye contact with the giant. Huh. Honestly, really and truly, if he had any sense in his brain he’d realize what he was looking at was a universal beauty. Like… skin made of stars, something he’d never met before. And he was supposed to believe Adonis was another version of him? This group of shitheads? How did any of them roll being born as something so breath-taking?

“I don’t suppose anyone’s told you that you’re basically a wonder of the world. Like. I didn’t know space giants could even exist. It’s so strange, because it’s not something I’ve experienced, but for you it’s second nature. Because it’s you. I never experienced meeting beings like you before. All because I decided to fuck around and slip through that damn mirror. A space giant, a dinosaur alien, other angels, a cyborg, a dragon, a grim reaper? I didn’t think any of those things actually existed. Sounds like made up shit. But you’re real and it’s really awesome. I don’t have a better way to say it without sounding like a mortifying sap.”

YS still cringed a little, looking back up to the sky. What the hell was he even talking about? Just rambling to Adonis about random shit. The giant didn’t ask for him to yap his ear off. Though really he didn't know why Adonis went looking for him anyway. There was no way he just found him for no reason. He had to have been looking.

“I’m not really used to people wanting to spend time with me. Despite people visiting me often now. It never gets any less surprising. We haven’t interacted much at all. I hope it hasn’t seemed like I didn’t care, I’m just… I have issues. And I’m not confident in my ability to be good company. Company you deserve, to put it better. I think it’s obvious what little positives I think about myself. I want everyone around me to get what they deserve, which is good things. I’m not that. But, I can try? If it’s what you want. I think it’s what you want. You had to have come out here to find me, so I have to assume…”

It was then that YS remembered what day it was. Well, it might be the next day by now- he wasn’t sure. Being out here with the night snow did little to tell him the actual time. He didn’t feel like fishing his phone out and ruining the atmosphere either.

“It’s Christmas Eve. Huh. Do you…? Do you even celebrate that? Do you celebrate anything? It sucks you can’t talk, but it’s not your fault. You have to have so much that you’d be able to share. I think you’re learning ASL? I’m not really all that good at understanding it. I should learn… Hey, maybe we could learn together. It would be something that we could do together so we could hang out more.”

YS tilted his head to the side to look at Adonis again, noting with a small smile that his expression seemed to really brighten up at the idea. Such a gentle being. It really was a shame they had such little time together before now.

“I shouldn’t be out here for much longer… I don’t think I can feel my fingers.” YS joked, but he was being serious. Adonis looked at him with concern. Yeah, he kinda deserved that. “We can stay for a bit more. I don’t want to leave you alone again so soon, and I’d hate to make you squeeze yourself in between the buildings where I live. It’s not very space giant friendly. But for now…”

YS paused, making a face before deciding to ask. “Would you mind if… hmm. I guess I can’t really hug you very well. It would be like an ant trying to wrap its arms around an elephant. God, I can’t believe I’m about to say this… would you mind picking me up?”

Despite the embarrassing request, Adonis was overjoyed to do so. Carefully scooping YS up in a single hand, sitting up himself while bringing the angel up close to his chest. He looked expectant, and hell, it was Christmas. YS couldn’t leave the big guy hanging. He rolled his eyes, cracking a small, amused smile.

“Ah, come here man. Thank you for spending time with me. Two lonely bastards out in the snow. Turning into popsicles.” YS joked, leaning against Adonis and giving him a pathetic attempt of a hug. Was all he could really do. Shapeshifting at this temperature was likely a bad idea. But soon, YS felt the giant’s other hand cover his back in a gentle return of his attempt at affection. It was nice. Was he feeling a little warmer, or was he just getting numb to the cold now? YS wasn’t sure. But he wanted to stay like that a little longer.

“Sorry. I’m really cold. I might not even be able to fly myself home anymore. Ah… I’m stupid.” YS admitted sheepishly after another minute. He was sure Adonis could feel his shaking now.

Adonis, still gentle, gave him a look. A look that was akin to a scolding mother, really. Then the giant stood up, and began walking with YS still in his hands. The angel wanted to protest, but really this was the better outcome. He was being taken home, and he got a bit more time with Adonis that he wouldn’t have if he went flying home himself. Okay. He could more than live with this.